Текст песни Злищев А. - Ничего не держит дома

Nothing holds a house,
Everything went , gone up in smoke .
I am going into the compartment of the car
How gloomy pilgrim .

I saw the city and the groves,
I saw rivers and bridges .
And in my heart sick and bitter
From annoying emptiness.

No love, no compassion.
As on the far shore .
Only the moonlight
I am a heart shore.

And when you're a poet
Will say goodbye .
I 'll give the moon ,
As my soul spotlight .

Alexander Zlischev & quot; Nothing keeps a & quot;