Текст песни Александр Маршал - Обернись - 12. Спасибо тебе

Your image with warm hands
I painted on the glass
And a thin volume of Murakami
Gently touched on the table

Forgive me for this weakness -
Why disturb memory in vain?
But that's all I have left
Goodbye from you

You are the sunlight!
You are joy and pain!
I love everything connected with you!
And I say:
Thank you! Because you were
In my fate - thank you!

Pictures are short fragments,
Scraps of words, details of phrases,
Like a glued film strip,
For the hundredth time

Thank you!