Текст песни Максим Шкабарин - Горькая осладость

Bitter storage

Not forgotten by inappropriate joy.
I never forget this never!
On the throat as a coffee storage,
Reminds you always.

You think it's easy to leave in the past,
Cloudless memory of our days?
Then how you passed, you can't fall in flowers,
In the deserted fields of my fate ...

And not even asking what happens
As you came, and I was looking away ...
But even there is no bad weather in the soul,
Only a lonely insensitive night.

Gone, revoking the abyss of the feelings not disabled,
She lasted the day for samonek.
Emotions of our - swarm of madness not recognized
Perceiving - as from a shot in the temple.

But how can I change your imaging image
On the dim light of other unwetur eyes ..?
Although you write another picture
And the new story begins ...

What was so holy believed - crashed.
Fragments are full of the love river.
What a dedicated dreamed of - forgotten.
All the long-awaited learning we could not ...

I am interested in eyes
Do not look and do not kiss.
And your hot, sultry, gentle affection
Probably never know ...

Being a snowfall to you remind you
Someday about the feelings of February ...
Rosy Makov only eyes fill
But all this has long been in vain.

Not forgotten by inappropriate joy.
Do not forget this never!
But in the throat, still bitter aidness
Start with me forever ...