Текст песни Юрий Харченко - Каешься...

You repent, you swear, you ask for forgiveness
For the sins that I have already committed
You expect blessings from the Almighty
For believing and waiting and loving.

How I want to believe that in the future life
Everything goes a little wrong:
The evening will fill with some meaning
And the night will drop into the attic.

You will get up with a smile at dawn
To meet the sunset with a candle
To the rustle of the rain and to the music of the evening
You will rock the cradle, but for now

You all repent, wander, ask for forgiveness
For the sins you commit again
And you are waiting for your palm resurrection,
Both resurrection and grace.

But a squeezed couch is boring
The inevitability of weekends and sleepless nights.
And rhymes with "boredom" only "separation"
Only the ashes of cigarettes and longing in my eyes.

And you see off uninvited guests early,
And by chance you look at your watch between times.
Spider web on the window, dirty glasses
You fall asleep without fads and without fuss.

Somewhere close behind the wall - bowls and nesting dolls, -
There the iron creeps slowly over the sliders.
And you watch the sunset through a dusty window
And you are still waiting for someone to knock on the door.

You repent, you swear, you ask for forgiveness
For those sins that you still commit
And you just expect forgiveness from the Almighty
For the fact that you do not believe, do not wait, do not forgive.

But a squeezed couch is boring
The inevitability of weekends and sleepless nights.
And rhymes with "boredom" only "separation"
Only the ashes of cigarettes and longing in my eyes.

And you see off uninvited guests early,
And by chance you look at your watch between times.
Spider web on the window, dirty glasses
You fall asleep without fads and without fuss.

Somewhere near the wall - bowls and nesting dolls, -
There the iron is crawling slowly over the sliders.
And you watch the sunset through a dusty window
And you are still waiting for someone at the door ...