Текст песни Алексей Глызин - Письма издалека

We spread the fate of different cities,
The past does not return, we have never been.
Letters, I do not keep, which I give to the fire,
Golden fire I give her hope.

Letters from afar, my God, how strange, how ridiculous
I keep my hand instead of writing a handful of ashes.
Letters from afar, I remember your friend's handwriting.
The heart does not want to forget the letter from afar.

We built a bridge of our love with you,
Maybe fly and hug, but alas:
We know in advance - it will not save us.
Golden fire I give her hope.

Letters from afar, my God, how strange, how ridiculous
I keep my hand instead of writing a handful of ashes.
Letters from afar, I remember your friend's handwriting,
The heart does not want to forget the letter from afar.

The heart does not want to forget the letter from afar ...