Текст песни Сергей Овчинников - Незваный гость

Sadness - my intruder,
He, along with the autumn rain
Worryingly strings of the soul,
Oh, to me he is in love.

In the past seen the bridge
Behind him - a string of days,
Full and light, and lies,
Wins over himself and pitfalls.

The rustling of leaves - the minor notes are heard
For haze of mourning - a distant glare of spring
ringing silence
sleep opponent
She's laughing at me

CHORUS:
In my house uninvited guest came again
Reminded of broken mirrors
He knows everything that had to survive
About wounding words,
About fabulous places
About happiness in children's dreams
Remembers intruder

Laziness is hiding in the corner
Fog floating outside the window
Just as rush hours
Oh, and do not treat the wine.

Yesterday turned into ashes
Today needle sting sadness
I will go down with black stripes
And tomorrow c head perch

The rustling of leaves - the minor notes are heard
For haze of mourning - a distant glare of spring
ringing silence
sleep opponent
She's laughing at me

CHORUS.

                                                              January 11, 2014

P.S. The path is not easy
We must choose
Either live by conscience
Or a fire near the abyss play