Текст песни Дейта Мейра - О Женском Одиночестве

On the women's loneliness

Wisps of random stations
Look in the frozen glass,
Well, my friend, it's time to part -
Our time is up.

Everything's cool, but spun -
Since language is not disrupted.
Forgive my diffidence,
Pacify his anger.

Do you know? Here is the deal -
And do not express in words
Well I loved how she could,
And she could anyhow.

And know how to pour the seeds,
Pouring fresh milk -
But dashing not spacious,
Yes, just - is not easy.

Ask: & quot; How do you live,
Not to know me? & Quot;
Yes, everything is just as necessary to -
With the smoke, so that no fire.

Evenings put Maker,
Loud talking to the cat.
Fascinated by every pilgrim
He who comes to my house.

Sometimes I write in a notebook
Sometimes I go to the movies,
Sometimes I look furtively
In your dark window.

You left and forever
Or died - all the same -
Do not return to the origins of the river
And do not turn into wine

Water that runs through your fingers -
Vaughn too much natekla.
Wisps of random stations
Look in the frozen glass.

(25.11.2011)