Текст песни Лолита Милявская - Дневник

The girl wrote in the diary
And froze
Barely touched the moon flare
initials
And a million offers
And in each letter only he
She was looking for him a long time ago

The woman read the diary and smiled
A distant love's sail wilted
What's left?
The fireplace froze, and outside the window
Landscape with snow and rain
Everything written in a dream seemed to her

Old paper rustle
And the old feelings of gunpowder
The sparkle in the eyes flashes not to stop
Not destined to come true - crumpled like a sheet of a face
Cross out the page - stop playing with trouble!

An old woman baptized the candle with a weak hand,
And the wax flowed in a sad stream obediently
The shadows at the porch froze - the diary remained endless
They don't have time to tie hearts and souls

The girl wrote a diary
And froze
Barely touched the lunar flare of the initials,
But let the times deceive
others he or she,
I drink to their happiness to the bottom of the glass!

Old paper rustle
And the old feelings of gunpowder
The sparkle in the eyes flashes not to stop
Not destined to come true - crumpled like a sheet of a face
Cross out the page - stop playing with trouble!