Текст песни Витольд Петровский - Мон Ами

Author Natalia Dudkin

Mont Ami, my heart will stop
If I do not hear your voice once.
Mont Ami, I almost do not live from anxiety,
I already hate my mad city.

Mont Ami, here by the morning the lanterns die
And weave the trees and souls in gasoline.
Mont Ami, I almost do not live from sadness,
I have already learned and hear, and listen.
Mont Ami, Mont Ami.

Mont Ami, this life passes by us,
As if the fluff is poplar, easy and transparent.
If we have learned to look at each other,
Mont Ami, we probably became blind.
Mont Ami, Mont Ami

Mont Ami, we are infrequently goodbye to the offense,
But love and stronger, and more than pride.
Mont Ami, my heart will stop
If I do not think to hear your voice,
Mon Ami.