Текст песни Ирина Богушевская - Танго Прощай

Goodbye! All the phones are silent,
The last tram was gone three minutes ago.
Goodbye! Portraits will not be returned
About our lost paradise I do not remind.

In this paradise, where there were more tears than laughter,
Where guests so often the word "sadness"
In this paradise, where there was more darkness than light
My dear friend, never I get back.

Goodbye! The station with me cha cha cha
On tin heaven
On the roofs of the poor of Moscow ...
Let's assume that it's just a draw,
And now you're nobody and I draw.
And there is no more love.

Heaven is like to be us ...
Let love melt without a trace
Every day at the Moscow bridge
Calm water will flow

Heaven is like to be us ...
Let love melt without a trace
Every day at the Moscow bridge
Calm water will flow

goodbye
It was the immortal novel.
And I write it down,
When healed here.
Do not cry ... all life is no more than an excuse
And this pain, it is no more than an excuse
For new lines and notes
New music, captivating music
New rows and intoxicating notes