Марина Цветаева - Я вас больше не люблю - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I don't love you anymore. Nothing happened - life happened. I do not think about you in the morning, waking up, neither at night, falling asleep, nor on the street or to the music - never. If you fell in love with another woman, I would smile - with arrogant tenderness - and thought - with curiosity - about you and about her. I - left the game.

All that I feel for you is a slight excitement from the voice and that general creative excitement, as always in the presence of the mind - a partner. I still like your face.

Why don't I love you anymore? Knowing me, you are not waiting for "I do not know." For two years in a row I - mentally - in my soul - dragged you along all the roads, halls, churches, wagons, I did not part with you for a second, counted the clock, waited for a call, lay like dead, if there was no call, -Everything, like everyone else-and yet not all, like everyone else.

I see your dark face over a glass of coffee - in coffee and tobacco smoke - you were like velvet - I'm talking about a voice - and like steel - I’m talking about words - I admired you, I loved you very much. One comparison is bizarre, but sure: you were for me with that eardrum, raising all the heroic boys of the city to my feet at midnight. You first stopped love me. If this did not happen, I would still love you, because I always love until the very last opportunity. At first you came in 4 hours, then at 5 hours, then at 6 hours, then in the eighth, then completely stopped. Affairs? Yes, - a matter of days - life. You did not stop loving me (how to cut off), you just stopped loved me every minute of your life, and I did the same, I obeyed you, as always. You first forgot who I am. "