Текст песни Праздник Божоле - Без Страховки

The memory is full?
Where can I find the answer?
Everything that happened to us,
I want to erase.
A new day begins
From scratch.
Perhaps the sun
There is still space.

The views of the so immodest,
And the word - tough.
Urgent need to remember,
How to forget you.
Remove the parts,
Note the following.
The evening will be long
And so empty.

Everything we could be much easier,
But this sin is so pleasant to the touch.
Our breathing becomes common
The first and last time.
You showed me that you can be nimble,
Let's repeat this trick without insurance.
The new route and the old stop,
Continues to play.

Do not Let us examine,
Who is guilty and who is holy.
As long as we live -
Only the stronger will be the connection.
Here is my answer:
I tear the thread.
Goodbye forever ...
Call.