Blue Rose - Письмо Желткова - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

“I am not to blame, Vera Nikolaevna, that God wanted to send, I, like enormous happiness, love for you. It so happened that nothing interests me in life: neither politics, nor science, nor philosophy, nor caring for the future of people - for me all life lies only in you. I now feel that some uncomfortable wedge crashed into your life. If you can, forgive me for that. Today I am leaving and will never return, and nothing will remind you of me.

I am infinitely grateful to you only because you exist. I tested myself - this is not a disease, not a manic idea - this is a love that God pleased to reward me for something.

Let me be funny in your eyes and in the eyes of your brother, Nikolai Nikolaevich. Leaving, I am delighted: "_da is hooked by your name_."

Eight years ago, I saw you in a feast in the bed, and then in the first second I told myself: I love her because there is nothing like her in the world, there is nothing better, there is neither a beast, nor a plant, nor a star, Not a person is more beautiful than you and more tender. As if all the beauty of the Earth was embodied in you ...

Think about what I had to do? Run to another city? All the same, the heart was always near you, at your feet, every moment of the day is filled with you, the thought of you, dreams of you ... sweet delirium. I am very ashamed and mentally blushing for my stupid bracelet - well, what? - error. I imagine what impression he made on your guests.

Ten minutes later I will leave, I will only have time to stick the brand and lower the letter into the mailbox so as not to entrust this to anyone else. You burn this letter. Now I flooded the stove and burn all the most expensive that I had in my life: your scarf, which, I confess, stole. You forgot it in a chair at a ball in a noble assembly. Your note, - Oh, how I kissed it - you forbade me to write to you. The program of the art exhibition, which you once held in your hand and then forgot in a chair when you exit ... is over. I cut everything off, but still I think and I’m even sure that you will remember me. If you remember me, then ... I know that you are very musical, I have seen you most often on Beethoven quartets - so, if you remember me, then play or order the D -Dur, N 2, OP sonata. 2.

I don't know how to finish the letter. From the depths of my soul, thank you for being my only joy in life, the only comfort, a single thought. May God grant you happiness, and let nothing temporary and everyday disturb your beautiful soul. I kiss your hands.

G.S.Zh. "