Текст песни Надежда Сосновская - Гончарный круг

If you ask me how my life goes,
What I am now busy thoughts that came over,
I will lead the story, not hiding the truth.
Life is for fun, comparing with the ancient art of pottery.

My Circle zaverchen ago, he turns constantly,
Before the product mine were strong and graceful.
Well, now is not blind to the narrow neck of the jug,
Hands ceased to obey my soft clay.

Yes, and it will soon run out of reserves in the area,
What I then quench hunger pottery wheel?
Well, the dishes dazzle prevents ash and tears
Do I dare to put into the fire a bowl?

My life before you, here are my thoughts flow,
What will stop when stop the rotation of the circle?