Текст песни Anatolia - Крёстный

I'll confess to you one day that I lied shamelessly
Kisses on the forehead, deliberately careless "son"
But you also understand me - the godfather lost a lot
And separation from you he simply could not bear.

I would like to bend you like a flexible branch
Only from the dusty portraits of their faces reproachfully look ...
I cannot deceive the ostentatious indifference of the dead
And, squinting, my friends are watching me relentlessly.

Sparks a hot fireplace, we sit by the fire
And we drink tart mulled wine, wrapped in a patched blanket
But I'm drunk without wine and you kiss me timidly
Hugging your neck - how can I say no to you?

And in the garden, breaking branches to pieces, a storm is raging
And streams of water rush down a roaring river
I'm not afraid anymore ... Only you close your eyes
Pressing my cheek against my hardened palm.

And blushing, you let me undress you.
There is no point in pretending - we want it too much.
A saint could not resist such a request.
Intoxicated, like a potion, I'm hot with your body ...

A dusty rag near the veil, voices are heard
Only they cannot break through here, into the gray gloom of shadows
I have long forgotten the world of the living, and empty eyes
They look inward, seeing what none of the people have seen.