Текст песни Белла Ахмадулина - Не уделяй мне много времени

Do not give me a lot of time ,
I do not ask questions .
Through the eyes of good and faithful
do not touch my hands .

Do not pass by the spring puddles ,
on the trail of my track .
I know - it does not turn back
of this meeting nothing.

You think I'm proud of
I go , with you not friends ?
I'm not out of pride - of sorrow
so just keep your head