Текст песни Сергей Иванов - Среди тысячи лучей

Among the thousands of rays ,
What gives me the sun ,
Do not get me those eyes ,
Only the remains of burning.

I'm not fond of ,
Brazenly lied trying .
I'll kill myself in ,
Cute smiling.

You were all alone ,
I felt my soul .
I gave myself to you ,
And now not cleanse ,

What did I do,
I am trying to save you .
And it left many wounds ,
Cute smiling.

Leave , leave , forget ,
So you will be easier.
You otyschesh right way ,
But it will be later.

Terrible empty only.
Impossible ask
And the soul is bitter ,
Forgive me for all...

And let the sun gives you
Hundreds of thousands of rays ,
Instead of burning the remains .