Я забуду тебя, наказав себя пленом в страданьях.
Я тебя потеряю в глазницах дворов проходных.
Да забуду все улицы, и их имена и названия -
Будто не было нас, словно не было их.
Будто не было нас, словно не было их.
Будто не было нас, словно не было их.
На кривых перекрестках останутся песни и строки!
На трамвайных путях [...]
Как монетка покатится он и блеснет на Востоке!
Превращаясь в Светило, что зажгло нас двоих.
Будто не было нас, словно не было их.
Будто не было нас, словно не было их.
Но я умираю! Я мечусь между Адом и Раем!
Я, как брошенный пес, все шатаюсь по бульварам бездушной Москвы.
Той любви, что была - больше нет! Отрывай! Я не знаю.
Я не знаю... Я не знаю... Я не знаю... Что же делать теперь...
Все так глупо, не верно, не честно.
Остается одно - ненавидеть себя, не прощать.
Только в грешной душе ты оставила тайное место,
Что уже никому, никогда не занять.
Словно не было нас, будто не было их.
Словно не было нас, будто не было их.
Словно не было нас, будто не было их.
Словно не было нас, словно не было нас, словно не было нас,
Не было их...
Не было нас... Не было их...
Не было нас... Не было их...
Не было нас... Не было их... I will forget you, punishing yourself with captivity in suffering.
I will lose you in the eyeballs of the courtyards of passing.
May all the streets forget, and their names and names -
As if there were no us, as if there were no them.
As if there were no us, as if there were no them.
As if there were no us, as if there were no them.
On the curves of the intersections will remain songs and lines!
On the tram paths [...]
How the coin will ride and flashes in the east!
Turning into the luminous, which litter us in two.
As if there were no us, as if there were no them.
As if there were no us, as if there were no them.
But I'm dying! I'm silent between hell and paradise!
I, as an abandoned dog, all flattering the boulevards of the soulless Moscow.
That love that was - no more! Open! I dont know.
I do not know ... I do not know ... I do not know ... what to do now ...
Everything is so stupid, not true, not honest.
One thing remains to hate yourself, not forgive.
Only in the sinner you left a secret place,
What is already anyone, never take.
As if there was no us, as if there were no them.
As if there was no us, as if there were no them.
As if there was no us, as if there were no them.
As if there were no us, as if there were no us, as if there were no us,
There were no them ...
There was no us ... there was no ...
There was no us ... there was no ...
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