Текст песни Елена Ваенга - Я не умела петь романсы

I do not know how to sing love songs
Words of love did not understand
But the soul is torn into pieces
When I met you
 

And I would sled
And horses let fly themselves
And I would have a night or two
I would not trade for another
And I would bay horse
And I would follow thee
Somewhere, I do not know
But I'm afraid - late

Was rumpled white silk skirt
And from the spikes on the fingers of blood
Your last of jokes
Your last love
I have seen the dawn of a smile
A night adoration met
You will not see was torture
And it was to see the punishment

And I would sled
And horses let fly themselves
And I would have a night or two
I would not trade for another
And I would bay horse
And I would follow thee
Somewhere, I do not know
But I'm afraid - late