09.05.2024
Par'ya - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English (commented)
May
I made nests of MayThere are trees, clouds, happy flowers and you in them
While I was looking for smiles on your sad face
In spite of those winters that I create butterflies
The swing that you sat when I got wet in your summer
One more sip from the sun that pour out from your eyes
One more sip
For the sake of the falling stars, one more sip
If I fall, hold my arms
Bundle me up
One more sip
I have been lost
There is a sea inside me, your face is in palms of my hands
I have been lost
In the presence of my broken street lamp
One more sip
My voice will turn into screams
Even I scream like the children of the war, it doesn't help
Don't you hear my voice when the ears of the wind bleed because of my voice
When it's later than midnight
When your lips pull away from my lips
Today, your wan face looks more beautiful than the Moon
One more sip
For the sake of the falling stars, one more sip
If I fall, hold my arms
Bundle me up
One more sip
I have been lost
There is a sea inside me, your face is in palms of my hands
I have been lost
In the presence of my broken street lamp
One more sip
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