Текст песни Этери Бериашвили - Строчки

Shines highway, rainy, cold,
Look crow, looking at me.
The moon, hidden in cloud sky
Wind bell conjured.

Your warm warm want
But loneliness is prophesied.
Flying fragments of feelings and everything to shreds
Time will spread.

There is no blame here, but all the same lines
In the air, I see at night.
I will write poems
About my unhappy love.
Song of my fly.

Nope tears, I do not cry.
My prediction - I can anyway.
Pain contrary
I sing about my love.

Broken like glass, my soul,
After all, did not I return you.
Lying at the heart of stone your lies.
And you will not understand ever.

Proceeding in this tale set
But loneliness is prophesied.
Do not we have saved our happiness,
The sky racing.

There is no blame here, but all the same lines
In the air, I see at night.
I will write poems
About my unhappy love.
Song of my fly.

Nope tears, I do not cry.
My prediction - I can anyway.
Pain contrary
I sing about my love.

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There is no blame here, but all the same lines
In the air, I see at night.
I will write poems
About my unhappy love.
Song of my fly.

Nope tears, I do not cry.
My prediction - I can anyway.
Pain contrary
I sing about my love.