Текст песни Александр Пастернак - Она-его письмо

Oh Woman! - She's his letter,
Sealed in a matte envelope,
Written in the handwriting of not death
But not life. But
She is his letter, where every sign
Playing his sketch, according to the topic
Contradiction:
Time heals time, Scream heals pain,
She is a silent step.

Crazy run after his hand
And the strange ink color on the bedspread.
She is his creation. Hardly
She is all that is spat out by darkness into darkness.
She cannot, by the way, know
As lips burn the edge of the paper.
Almost Her Lip - A Clot of Moisture -
Dropping onto a crumpled bed
Almost to Her shoulders, Her breasts ...
And Vienna, like a blue ribbon ...
She is a letter sent by someone
Which is unlikely to reach.