Текст песни Елена Гудкова - Венок

I wove a wreath you
From shy words
From flying dreams
Wild flowers.
I swam for you
On a maple leaf,
In the underground river,
By singing water.
But in your head
There has already been a wreath.
That is God. But the threshold.
Embroidered pouch
To loved for many years.
On the wrong side
He remembered me.
I ran to you
Through all of the abyss,
On a steep trail,
By impregnable rock.
But in your hand
There has already been a pouch.
Many Happy Returns.

Closed eyelids.
Poured river.
I gave your heart,
To love forever.
I flew to you
In the morning, at dawn,
The proud eagle,
On mighty wings.
But in your hand
Already five hearts pounding.
What a ridiculous end.
Living because people without hearts.
I walk down the aisle with someone else.