Текст песни Твоя Энн... - Как умирает во мне любовь...

How does love die in me?
First, the fire dies out of the heart,
exposing burnt flesh to the ribs
Over time, the blood stops flowing
little by little the wound will tighten, the pain subsides
You think that finally everything will pass
and again freedom, spring, flight ...
Naive, no matter how,
in the soul, at best - emptiness
And at worst - a rudiment of grieving Memory,
will erect such a huge monument,
with the whole mass pressed to the ground, at the moment
And he will come to him, lie prone
Whine, chilled, homeless puppy
Wail, such a hopeless fool
With reproach in my eyes and a yellow autumn flower
The sight of her will become a lump in my throat ...
You wrap a stupid one with a warm scarf
Cocoa for her, with vanilla and milk
Sit on a wicker mat, in a row
and you cry again - no one, no one ...