Текст песни М. Шуфутинский - Дни за днями катятся

I listen to you carefully and sensitively
I listen to everything that you say to me,
But somewhere in the depths of painful and scary
I fancied a break spiritual emptiness

Days after day roll, heart affection spent
Clippings thin thread
Let fog wavers, let guitar be heard
But do not bother me to live today

Past does not return, it does not give us back the summer
When you and I were one
Past does not return, and no future
But there is a glass, the wine in it

Days after day roll, heart affection spent
Clippings thin thread
Let fog wavers, let guitar be heard
But do not bother me to live today.