Текст песни Кузьма Котрелев - падая под откос

I still cherish the hope
the fact that you're waiting for me somewhere out there,
in the alleys of the street adjacent,
the one that divided us in half.

I will meet you, kiss on the cheek,
a look into the maelstrom kindly blue eyes.
I hope we will be very lonely,
and I know no one will judge us.

No one will judge us, no one will judge us.
No one will judge us, no one will judge us.

and thou shalt be silent and sincere gentle,
and we will walk with you in the yards,
and will keep you hand a snow-white
flowers that I've been looking for all gardens.

and I will try to save itself
the smell of your hair
to hold on to life in this thread,
falling into a ditch.

falling down the slope, falling into a ditch.
falling down the slope, falling into a ditch.
falling down the slope, falling into a ditch.
falling down the slope, falling into a ditch.