Текст песни Юрия Охочинский - Красивая история любви

You are so gentle, as the mystery of a warm southern night,
Easy as a fresh breeze broke from the lips of phrases.
Thee vast ocean I prophesied - saved from the storm,
Gone dreams and thoughts in the shadow of the autumn rains,
Your steps faded ghost thread
Did not save the love and heart of everything you do not want to forget

 In your eyes my sunsets and sunrises,
 I do not forget my only love
 There are so many days - the happiest days in my soul

Gray fog hug your shoulders sadly,
Hiding behind a veil of my voice grievances.
In my history of love were extinguished candle
And I have forgotten ...

(Music: Yuri Ohochinsky words: Alina Zhdanov)