Текст песни Седьмое утро - Максимилиан

I was raised in battle battles
I saw death, suffering and blood
Delight victories and burden of lesions,
But only now I learned what the sorrow means.

Do not return the joy of gone days
Do not return the tenderness of her speeches
Do not forget the brilliance of happy eyes
Do not forget the charm of naive caress.

What a huge full, real
There was love that you gave me
The soul glowed in infinite happiness
The heart was burning in sweet fire.

You went to the world where she reigns
You left happiness gone with you
Call a bright star
Call and point me the way.

That I have bitterness and despair
Existence miserable and pain
In my soul, only suffering remained,
And in the heart of tears not splasted salt.

I lost my meaning
I am one of the fate capric
Do not live without her to die
I do not die to die.