Текст песни Солоницин Михаил - Раскаяние

What mutinous murmurs,
Rebuke owns fate?
She was kind to you,
You created your own suffering.
Pointless, you had
Soul pure, frank,
Universal evil is not contaminated,
And this treasure you have lost.

Fire original love
You're in it decided to engender
And then I could not love,
Reaching the goal of this sad.
You despised all; between people
Standing like an oak tree in a desert country,
And the quiet weeping of love innocent
He could not shake your soul.

Do not double-God gives us joy,
Mutual passion amusing;
Without comfort languishing,
Pass and your life as Mladost.
Her kiss meet you
In the mouth Liars beautiful;
And before you will be hourly
Of basic features.

Oh, I beg her forgiveness,
Paddy, Paddy at her feet,
Not that you cook yourself
His hell, rejecting reconciliation,
Although you will still love you,
But still feel there is no return,
You're always the first loss
You will not be able to replace.
(Lermontov, 1936)