Текст песни Ира Ежова - По Пустынным Аллеям

On the deserted alleys of the garden
Again, I go.
I tear off the yellow leaves
As if in a delirium ...
thin thread weaving,
Rain is not stopping,
Naklikaya me trouble ...
thin thread weaving,
Rain is not stopping,
Naklikaya me trouble ...

He said he'll be together
We are with you always.
He called his fiancee.
Only without the crown ...
Everything went like a dream of a happy,
I will not say more, "Cute"
I do not touch your shoulder ...
Everything went like a dream of a happy,
I will not say more, "Cute"
I do not touch your shoulder ...

You're like the other,
Stupid! What do I expect?
On the deserted alleys of the garden
Again, I go ...
You broke all our love
And now I'm burning bowl.
Where am I now
Love will find?
Where am I
Now I find love ???