Текст песни Аркадий Хоралов - Я позвоню

Outside the window, in the alleys of the night wandering,
Lights black shawl wanders away.
At the hour when the stars get cool, you're alone,
I am one whose not know that wine.

I'm with you it is very difficult, you understand,
I'm tired of tortured love.
Reproach, if you want, reproach,
Breaks the heart of pain, tearing.

I'll call you, good evening,
Raspahni door to greet me,
Look down from embarrassment,
I ask forgiveness.

Tears shed on the past for anything,
I still another hug,
Only you I do not have the right to re-embrace,
So easy for us to lose each other.

I'll call you, good evening,
Raspahni door to greet me,
Look down from embarrassment,
I ask forgiveness.