Текст песни Сурганова и Оркестр - Мне с тобой

I do not walk with you in this dense forest,
I don't cry on your shoulder.
I do not wait for you at night in my old house,
don't look at you out the window.
I cannot iron the silk of your light brown hair
do not look into the reflection of the soul.
I don’t wait, I don’t live, I don’t even just sing,
the bins are empty without you.

I absorbed the themes of your songs,
like dry earth - rain.
A phone call, a door creaked somewhere -
then hope you go
Whether on earth or in heaven - does it matter
how angels come to us at night.
You are someone else's sister. Someone brother for you.
Some are a mother, and some are a daughter.

Let the warmth of your hands warm the one
triune that once became.
Let the words get tired of scattering in the mouth
unpretentious light staccato.
Spring praised the colors of a gloomy day,
well, but I believed her:
ran, knocked on the closed door,
but it made me feel warmer.

I am a traveler walking towards the rising of a star.
You are a prince, you are an affectionate jester.
I do not walk with you in this dense forest.
Everyone chooses his own route.