Текст песни Анна Чистякова - Ключ

If I could write to your paints
Your feelings are a beautiful picture
Probably would take a brush in their hands
On the same day I would have written it.

If I could write something to you
Describing their feelings in verses,
Probably, I would take my handle
And you would compose poems.

But I can not do it
And so I decided to sing to you.
I don't know how to do anything else
Turning the key, open the door ...

When sad and cried you
I firmly hugged you and,
Saying that your sadness will pass
I promised to be with you always.

Therefore, you don't need to cry more and sad,
Although I can't understand everything enough.

In those days when you're happy
I want to be with you
And I so want to embrace
And we thought about each other.
Now together forever ...