Текст песни Николай Басков - Слова любви

The moon sails in the evening Mol
And again the words of love on night earth sound.
They are simple, they are simple, but how much
For us and meaning in them, and warmth.

In them, happiness light, and in them the trouble,
In cruel - "no" and gentle - "yes."

They sound and not funny
One hundred thousand years, one hundred thousand times to repeat one.
Always alone, always alone
But how many for us they did in the world.

In them, happiness light, and in them the trouble,
In cruel - "no" and gentle - "yes."

In them, happiness light, and in them the trouble,
In cruel - "no" and gentle - "yes."
And gentle - "yes."