Текст песни Алла Пугачева - 90 Сонет Шекспира

(Marshak translation)

If you stop loving - so now,
Now that the whole world is at odds with me.
Be the most bitter of my losses
But not the last straw of grief!
And if sorrow is given to me to overcome,
Do not ambush.
May the stormy night not be resolved
On a rainy morning - a morning without comfort.
Leave me, but not at the last moment
When from minor troubles, I faint.
Leave it now so that I can immediately understand
That this grief of all adversity hurts the most,

That there are no hardships, but there is one trouble -
To lose your love forever.

Lyrics

If you stop loving - so now,
Now that the whole world is at odds with me!
Be the most bitter of my losses
But just not the last drop of grief,
But not the last straw of grief!

And if I can overcome sorrow,
Don't ambush
May the long night not be born
A dreary morning - a morning without joy.
May the long night not be born
May the long night not be born
May the long night not be born
A dreary morning - a morning without joy.

Leave me, but not at the last moment
When I faint from small troubles
Leave me for you to comprehend again
That this grief of all adversity hurts the most.
That there are no hardships, but there is one trouble,
That there are no hardships, but there is one trouble
To lose my love
To lose my love
My, my love
Lost forever.

Leave, but not now,
Leave, but not now,
Not now, not now ...