Текст песни GoodWin - У обрыва

At the cliff

He narrow flowers to her mountain
And in the sky wrote:
"There is no more space,
In the world where they would not be looking for.
This is cleaner than freedom,
Frankly than dreams
Supply than the weather.
I found love, and you?! "

And you?! And you?!

And she, without solving the lines,
Those cherished from the soul
Laughed that there are urine:
"Well, now let's ware.
Maybe you will write a portrait
Or the song will be able to
Are you a fool not video
With me, you can't find happiness! "

You will find! You will find!

He replied, grieved his teeth:
"I am now only the way
Since you are not poems. "
It came to the cliff slightly.
But suddenly turned sharply,
The gun flashed in his hand.
Know the reason this wraver -
Both corpses on earth ...

Earth ... land ...