Текст песни Ах Астахова - Dialogue

can you imagine, a serious illness struck me;
everything in life seems to me empty, insignificant, petty.
my only friend will turn away from me,
and my poor girl will leave me forever.
you understand, I'm tired of this life - clumsy, meaningless;
I would have to pull the sea, but there is no money for this!
in a good way, I know, I need to collect my thoughts.
(how much with my sadness I have crippled my hearts!)
Maybe this bad winter has crippled me like that?
or self-pity, or time stealing laziness?
to be honest, I often dream of Eternity,
especially at night, when a shadow falls on me.
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you look, and suddenly you echo in a confident voice,
pulling a gold ring on a calm hand:
- you know, friend, in this life there are also bright streaks ...
and a holy smile lit up her face!