Текст песни Анна Щепетина - Ослепшей от любви подайте

Blinded by love post
A piece of his tenderness.
From the hearth do not repulse
And pray with her.
 
Do not judge. Do not scold.
Who knows what lies ahead.
Her lean the head
To his injured chest
 
And the fact that you have not experienced,
Perhaps it will give you.
And if you love is not waiting,
Listen to her steps.
 
She silently skies
Progress, dropping beads of tears.
Oh, my God, why it happened,
That there is no love without the clouds and storms?
 
A storm is getting stronger crying,
Last sweeps way.
With eyelash cold snow flies
Rain silver chest.
 
And you blind, regret
In a mad black nights.
Oholodevshuyu can warm
The remainder of his tenderness.