Текст песни Ирина Алегрова - Золото любви

Do not look in the eye,
Let go of my hand,
More you do not touch,
In memory of my not touch.
Gold rings
His fingers burned,
I take them myself,
Gold leaf,
So, ahead of winter.

Gold foliage
Swirl it over your head,
Gold love
On the two were with you,
Gold love
Exchanged for pennies,
The poor have become with you,
Poor.

Perhaps now
On the eve of December
You and I will understand,
What happened is still in vain.
You were gold,
But the rains change
Gold dust washed away,
Where are you now,
The one who used to be?

Gold foliage
Swirl it over your head,
Gold love
On the two were with you,
Gold love
Exchanged for pennies,
The poor have become with you,
Poor.

Gold love
Exchanged for pennies,
The poor have become with you,
Poor.
Do not look in the eye,
Let go of my hand ...