Текст песни Елена Ваенга - Письмо

I wrote you a letter - read
How many dreams and words were between us - count
Silent sorrow and no tears
Forgive me, but it was all serious

Thank you for everything
What was - passed, passed

Bare hands held happiness
Sailing over the city with white clouds, it was not cold
We did not think, we did not guess, did not even know
And only cold cards we scattered on the tables
All roads are diamonds, but wine troubles
Our life rushes, but love with recounts
Our songs are not sung and fate is not understood
And they probably forgot that after all we walk under God

I close your eyes with my hand - look
All that you so wanted to know about me is inside
Silent sorrow and no words
Forgive me, but it was all serious

Cities and countries flipping through books
I have not forgotten anything, nothing. I remembered
Old districts, old quarters
Where they have not forgotten me, where everything has always been to me, mother, few
And my hands are numb and my lips are numb
From your-my such stupid separation
I knew it would hurt a little
But I didn’t tell you: “Enough”

Thank you for everything
What was - passed, passed