Текст песни Ольга Латышева - Любовь пытаясь удержать...

I love trying to keep ,
As we pull her sword :
One - to itself the handle ,
Another - to itself for the tip .

I love trying to push ,
On the sword we press the two of us :
One - hilt in the other breast,
The other - a heart tip .

And whoever blade arm
No longer able to hold ,
Someday love another
Willing to take the hilt .

And the hands , compressing the metal ,
He did not pity .
As if he did not feel ,
How to cut the steel ...
How to cut the steel ...