Музыка - шум дождя и пианино - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

"That's how the sounds of the rain in the heads are some memories ... But the memory is all that I have now ... The bright music of my dreams is filled with the smell of the rain ... Sad melody of my" miss ", drops of glass .. . "

Sitting at home, or walking along the embankment, admiring the foliage, wet in the rain, visiting classes, or walking on familiar places, I think about you. Words spoken by you broke my heart. The words spoke by me scratched yours. Someone lost everything, and someone simply resigned. Resentment, malice, desire to forget.

Remember. But we swore what we will always together. Always wish each other, love, help each other. That nothing can separated us. And now ... only silence can remind us of what we were. It is louder than screams, terrible than betrayal. It speaks about emptiness in the shower. No matter how insulting, but you will not return anything. Someday, when we become old, maybe we will remember our mistakes and ourselves. Let's look at our children and grandchildren, and think about it - and they could be different .. I could have a different \ name. So will believe. We ourselves register our fate. Choose the road, but all roads lead to the same. How fast you will come to it depends only on you.

Forgive me when you can. Just like I forgive you.

But not today ... not today.

* But Not Yet ... Not Yet.