Анна Янкина - Легко любить многих - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It's easy to love many.

You know in advance how everything will be this time. The same pattern is repeated over and over again. So you're just having fun. Not even because you are incredibly interested in this game. But because the toys are near you and it’s somehow stupid not to use them.

But something that doesn’t really pique your interest quickly gets boring.

You can also draw an analogy with what you love.

You are constantly busy with something. And there are always things that revolve around you and require your implementation. But most of them you do and forget. You do it “somehow”, without going into details, just to get rid of it quickly. You do it so you can deal with them as quickly as possible and finally breathe out. You immediately cross it out, check it off, and forget. Things seem to be so different, but it feels like you are doing everything the same. Groundhog Day, yeah. “I wish this would end soon” is all that’s running through your head.

But it’s really your business - you choose with your soul and are ready to do it constantly, around the clock, for “just like that,” immersing yourself so much that you don’t notice time, fatigue, or what’s happening around you.

You seem to be doing the same thing, but each time SO differently that it draws you again and again into its depths. And here you really want it to really be Groundhog Day. To do this endlessly. "I wish this would never end!" - the only thought pounding in your head in this case.

It's the same in relationships.

If you choose something that is “just nearby”, “it doesn’t seem so bad”, “ideal option”, “it’s convenient for me”, “it comes naturally” and the like - you are fraught with disappointment. You have no interest in opening up, no desire to reveal your depth further. That's why everything seems as if it's on repeat again. And you run from it, of course. Then a similar person appears (although he is completely different), with whom the same song is again, like on a broken record. It comes to one and repeats itself, over and over again. Only “something is wrong again.” And here quantity does not at all develop into quality. Melancholy covers me from time to time and the cold emptiness inside eats me up, because there is no depth and there never will be. You have absolutely no desire to open up here. This means that this will happen again.

"I wish it would end soon"

But when it’s yours, you light up. You light up so much that your bright and warm light is enough to dive and finally look into your darkest depths. Where you never dared to go alone and carefully confused all the traces leading there. And now you just know that that’s it, now you’re definitely not afraid.

And you are so incredibly interested, so exciting in this one thing - to discover more and more new things, day after day. And every day everything happens so differently, even though the person is the same as you. And the depth of the soul is such that even infinity is not enough to explore everything. After all, the amazing depth of your own soul is revealed, first of all.

"I wish this would never end!"

And those who choose the same thing are immediately visible. Just as a person burns from his favorite activity, so a person burns from his loved one, from his soul mate. Glowing eyes and tranquility are noticeable from afar. I think you've seen these at least once.

And in this case, Khabensky’s statement becomes very clear: “Someone is missing one woman and he switches to the fifth, tenth. And for another, life is not enough to love the only one.”