Александр Соколов - Прости - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Forgive me, I always disappear somewhere.

Do not wait for me, please do not cry.

You go alone in the night along the lanes of Arbat.

The emptiness fills your eyes.

No need to look for new meetings with him,

No need to write to expect a call

Stars in the sky burn endlessly

It is brighter than others that your

Burns the soul to the bottom, saturated to the tip of the tongue,

A cup of tea with lemon, you are sitting on the bed alone,

Wrapped in a blanket, confused with delirium, the last summer burns out with bright fire

It is wrapped in a blanket, confused with delirium, but wherever he is, remembers him.

It is wrapped in a plaid, confused with delirium, impregnated with smoke, an empty apartment is closed from the world, with impacts of anger is divided into thousands of small parts.

The resentment is almost visible, as much as much as I had not cooled yet, but firmly decided what it was, to close this door tightly!

(Wrapped in a blanket, confused with delirium, the last summer burns out with bright fire

Wrapped in a blanket, confused with delirium, but wherever he is, remembers him.) X2

I would be glad to be next to you, to divide one everyday life for two, alas, alas, alas, it is not possible to take the hand.

In my head, in the head of my thoughts, black -white cinema drawing stripes of life.

The ships swim past us.

Flowing of cars fly.

Empty eyes run, time, time, as if water.

I select the motive, compose words, without knowing notes I want to tell you:

Forgiveing ​​changing.

I always disappear somewhere.

Do not wait for me, please do not cry.

But you are alone on the alleys of Arbat.

Your eyes, filling out the void .....