Наталья Писаная - Я уходил от неё... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I left her to return, again finding the confused ardor. I left and did not dare to look back at the one that, it seemed, once loved. I did not look at other people's shackles, who is interested in human rumor?! Their rules are not old for me, not new. All these are just empty words.

I left ... And I have not met sadder to this day. My soul longed for the eternal summer, that which seemed to me, it was not with her.

I wandered a lot, everything stood up. I wrote a lot of pages without it. He joked a lot and fell in love with someone, then realized that he was madly tired. I began to dream of that very summer, our walks in the familiar garden, my eyes, that once I was sung and lips that were sick of me in delirium.

And then I decided that it was time to return, that here it was, what has been looking for so long. What happens to everyone in life, but it’s better to find your pier late.

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In response, I received that having left, not to return that there is no truth of the past in the future. That the chance does not fall to the soul to touch everyone in life - once every thousand years.

@club41121346 (Natalia Pisanya)