А вино в моем бокале слова песни
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
Светят яркие люстры и бокалы звенят
Отчего же мне грустно что так гложет меня
В прочем это известно одиночество грёз
Я за музыку детства выпью на посошок Today I have not drunk my wine glass not dopit
Bright light restaurant captivate my soul
And childhood melody floated quietly in the hall
Stir the heart longing sadness induced
A wine in my glass sparkles like music
All that was lost that did not go back
I grabbed his hope for edge clothing
Only for clothes grabbed the edge so let
Strangers at the next table
And no one judges either now or later
All life together ever showed my account
I implore the orchestra and play more
Shine bright chandeliers and glasses ring
Why am I so sad that gnaws at me
In other matters it is known loneliness dreams
I kind of music childhood drink for the road
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