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days run

How pretentious postures
How many broken roses
How many torments , and curses , and tears !

How to shine crowns !
How banal ends !
As we all in our feelings fools !

And love is poison.
And love is hell,
Where our hearts forever burn.

But the days of running,
How goes the spring water,
Days running,
Taking over a year.

Time heals people
And all these days
Remains a longing ,
And she is always with me .

But , fall out of love ,
So many feelings ruin ,
How then we regret to yourself!

How are we ashamed of the lie ,
For heart trembling,
And what we carry in our hearts we opener !

Nobody understand
Nobody say
It remains to solidify and be silent .

And ... the days running,
How goes the spring water,
Days running,
Taking over a year.

Time heals people
And all these days
Remains a longing ,
And she is always with me ...

A. Vertinsky 1932