Текст песни Весна в Сан-Бликко - Виноваты оба

Such a silly hope
That tomorrow will be better.
Oh, since sob inconsolably so,
Dumb bird will be singing
In the dream, you remember my name
And you are not afraid of our meeting
A wolf howl and be strangers
Or silent in a human
  
Can love with taking the sample,
Without instruction theorems
Or maybe both are guilty,
Have not figured out who is and who

Lemon floating in a glass
I choke on regret,
Walking on a very thin line
From revenge to patience.
Give life who do not mind,
Give death and sundry
In my hell is not very hot,
In my paradise blooming lilac

Love that to the grave,
That eternity in a few hours,
Yet both are guilty,
That our ship without sails

And no power to look at the other -
People who do not know the limit,
Those predicting gladness:
Why shower when there is a body?
But here it is, this intersection,
Where two souls find salvation.
And my happiness as a thimble,
Empty but waiting for filling