Текст песни Владимир Асмолов - Письмо из ниоткуда

Well, that’s it, I don’t know why
  A page is torn from the Book of Fates.
To an unspoken word alone
Not destined to merge with the melody.
That word, not having heard from me, You might hear from another,
And I will whisper it to another woman’s ear - an untold word.

And there will be everything - the road and the Pier, the Pier of Great Expectations for a little Miracle!
I will write to you, but you do not answer - My letter will come from nowhere.

They left, unfulfilled days, From the Book of Fates by a torn page. Let's be sad about our dreams, They will no longer dream of in this life.