Текст песни Александр Юрпалов - Ты мой третий берег

I measured many miles of that river
Approaching different shores
I cut flowers in other people's gardens
Inhaling their bewitching dope
I spent the night in empty houses
Warmed by the cold of unfaithful lips
And forbade in pipe dreams
Seek the touch of your hands

You -
my third bank by the river
Your eyes,
your smile
You you you -
my third bank by the river
Your eyes,
your smile

I spent many years in a fog of sleep
Having lost the feeling of spring
I hated myself
Once giving up a dream
I forgot to pay debts
Playing fool
And succumbed to the desires of winter
Remain ice cold forever

You -
my third bank by the river
Your eyes,
your smile
You you you -
my third bank by the river
Your eyes,
your smile

You -
my third bank by the river
Your eyes,
your smile
You you you -
my third bank by the river
Your eyes your smile