Текст песни Вероника Бородина - Это было как будто в другой жизни...

It was like in another life
Where I was betrayed and I sang.
And I didn't need the love of my neighbors.
And I had enough intimacy outside the body.
Spring poured the scent of a miracle.
I was restless and poor.
Don't drink this stuff, Gertrude!
This poison is not akin to unearthly food!
But oblivion of thirst gives wine
And the ability not to look ridiculous.
He touches the guitar lightly -
And the star from the sky is getting closer.
Sitting in the garden. Kettlebell lantern.
Old house. A slightly open door is a slit.
It was as if in another world ...
There are petals on the table. In the distance is a train.

The two of us were cramped in this garden.
You could light a cigarette from the sight.
And when this world cracked for me,
I was the first to think: "It is necessary."
I was a stranger to those people before.
Do not baptize our children, do not share bread.
I plant my memory: Forget it!
Just what will I say to that star from the sky?