Текст песни Алексей Вишня - Песня, Которой Не Будет Конца

I never remembered the traits of your face
When you're near, believe me, I cease to be myself
But all the words for me:
They will be a song that will not end

My clothes are in dust, and you shit your whiteness
Your silhouette away, and I rolling down
With an unknown steepness
Let me notice in other people's hearts
But I own fear and the appearance of yours.

Something is happening with me what they sing or silent
But my state, alas, does not give me the right to go crazy
But you swim back and forward past me
When you leaving, I will stay to remember your opinion.