Анна Кулик - Ожидание - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The deserted platform is illuminated by a lonely lantern. The autumn wind makes his way through ... Hands frown ... A single figure in a long cloak stands under a lantern ... A young girl with amazingly bright eyes and thick black hair, fluttering in the wind, looks sadly after the passing trains ... Who is she waiting for?. .

Where is he, the person, because of whom she in such weather has been standing alone on the platform for almost half an hour? .. Why isn't he coming?

And will he come at all, this person? How often do we expect that now, at that moment, people from our past will suddenly come out of the door of the car ... Dear people we have once lost ... but trains pass, twilight are thickened, and we are still the same We stand alone on the platform, waiting for a miracle. And the miracles in the world are very, very little ... And for some reason they all happen not with us.

Who is she waiting for? .. Mom? .. Beloved? .. Or maybe a girlfriend? .. Or a sister? ..

Minutes quickly run, reducing the time measured this day ... Small trains fly past ... And there are people who, perhaps, is the same as someone is waiting on the platform, despite the rain and a cold, piercing wind .. .

Who is he all the same? Probably, this person still will not come ... In vain, she will freeze this late evening and waits. Waits ... how often we hear it “we must wait”, “time will pass” ... But the time really passes, it does not wait until we decide while we are doing something, we will say something ... it passes Unnoticed by us, so that we never return to us again ... And how painful and how sweet it is to spend this time on the clock, days, and sometimes years of waiting ...

And the girl walks slowly on the platform ... Usually, when we meet with someone who is dear to us, we try not to be late, not to force ourselves to wait ... How good it is to know people so as not to be disappointed in them ... people Fear of hatred, and the worst thing is disappointment and contempt ... Hatred usually passes, is forgotten, and disappointment remains with a person for life. And it is extremely difficult to fix it ...

But the train drives up ... A young man comes out of the last car. And immediately the girl's eyes flash with a bright, living light. That's who she was waiting for! So long, and ... most likely in vain. Wait for hours to just look into his eyes, hear his steps ... But what is it? He approaches her, takes her hand, and they leave ... Yes, useful, it is very necessary to know people. But how good it is sometimes to be mistaken ..