Текст песни соколов владимир - боль стреляет всегда в упор

again something broke in the world:
so many lies, rear attacks ..
we have already been told:
do not fall in love - you will not be weak.

we didn’t listen and dived
headlong into the ford,
then to resurrect sorrows,
without hiding minor notes.

the same rake is not a reason to give up,
a reason to clench your pain into a fist,
and lie and watch the stations
all platforms run back.

and come, even to the same Yalta,
finally visit friends,
pain leaving a reserved seat in the compartment,
rewind a new day counter.

***

conversations in the old kitchen.
the sea gets cold at the foot of the mountains.
we would have completely died out,
if they believed in other nonsense.

if they believed that they had sailed -
come out and sushi paddle.
maybe that's broken in the world,
only you and I are lucky:
bullets flying past us
flew by, reproach to fate.

the world shoots, as before, in the back.
pain always shoots at close range.

© Sokolov Vladimir (m.ART)

02/06/2016
#the falconers