Текст песни Магура Цукерман - Замкнутый круг

Break! Break this vicious circle,
That there was no longer worthless poems.
So I had fun in the noisy friends,
Carefree, easy, no verbal shackles.
 
To shine my eyes lit severity of doom,
And they, like birds, left edge,
Where the wind faintly touch the strings
And sing day and night: "You're an extra, know!"
 
I forget, forget the words yourself and ...
And leave the country bluish mountains and hills,
Head of the vineyard, and I will wait for the day,
When you fly to be treated with Merlot.
 
I'll wear a linen sundress that day,
If the sun is shining over the Alps.
I'm flooded with fireplace, cook mulled wine,
If there is a blizzard outside the window for a walk.
 
But please, I beg, promise to fly
On a simple plane, and maybe a carpet.
I almost learned to sing without a voice,
But all my songs, unfortunately, for you ...
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Break! Break this vicious circle ...