Текст песни Katya Medvedeva - Жадным эхом на ждущих губах...

Greedy echoed on the lips waiting
I will be burning your name.
I have it carried out at the hands of the far away,
Where you will sing
You're somebody, instead of me.
And remember trembling lips.
Not you, but from you before I
Will form an unforgettable sound of the name.
Canet in the sky, my muteness,
Juicy dried verse, poetic language
not save. Give me a god ever
Never know someone who used to like
I call you, but me,
Dismember letter combinations.
Not you, but from you before I
My dumb as a bow
Greedy echo waiting on his lips,
For your name to my lips do not fly off.
Yes, no one will blame you,
But nobody'll never forgive you.
I do not have enough of the day,
And the future will not be my day
Without you, but from you before I
Lie behalf elusive shadow.