Singer: Svetlana Surganova. Page 5

We became for each other
A little more than others,
And who told you that it
The reason for the hostility?

On the scales laid down the balance.
Rejoice, philosopher, rejoice, the constellations!
Happened events called "Life"
Followed by death the pages.
And I - like a weak snail,
Hiding behind rhymes, run for smile.
What is easier for the question - I can't comprehend
To die or see dying?

I love you, you hear!
I love you, you see!
I love you, you know,
How longs my house?
I want you hear
To see on the roof
And get you to shout:
"Let's wait!"

The scattered quanta on the notes on the fretboard
The life and death of the cool's match.
Memory casts only a sign of death.
Eh you did not play the role of first cause?

Over chestnut escape
Bound in Murakami.
I love you great big sky.
I want to love you with my hands.

Time to say: "do Not hold! Go!"
Heart in a fist, and the palm release.
Time to say: "don't hold, let go!"
But remember, don't give up on love!

That there is no void, there is a lack of faith.
There is no love, there is the presence of lies...

Not worth it so often to invade other people's minds with the word LOVE.

We bought everything for a sparkling penny
Fake smiles, meaningless phrases.

Day you not to see -
like a bowl of poison to drink.

Songbirds grain palms
From childhood, alas, are not accustomed to take.

And I share all occasions of what was before and after you...