Текст песни Dee Kourtsman - Боль и воронеж

PAIN AND VORONEZH

One person eighteen years old
Once bought a bus ticket
Came to the capital and wanders around the city
Passers by, the wind sweeps his beard.
There is a curtain of factory smoke in the sky
Swamp ghosts instead of houses
All doors are closed, the bus is gone, you can't catch up.
You thought fate was God and love
And fate is pain and Voronezh.

Another girl caught the stream
Has sold an apartment and is going to New York.
It's been ten years now, she wanders the city
Passers by, the wind sweeps her beard.
You thought life was a field of birches
A box of chocolates on a bed of roses
But then it turned out to be a swamp, and you are already drowning
You thought life was God and love
And she is pain and Voronezh.

No need to look with reproach after the ship
I also left, I know what I'm talking about
You don't have to wave to me from the pier, as if you were burying.
Wherever I go, wherever I sail
I always come to Voronezh.

Someday I will live to gray hair
I will stay with fate alone
With an empty head, on my knees, completely astonished.
I know fate is God and love
But I always choose Voronezh.