Текст песни Мельничук Игорь - Как мало говорим мы о любви

How little we talk about love !
As if the topic taboo ,
Whisper only been slumbering children
What we near and dear to them.
How little we are talking about love ,
Marriage , sometimes carrying as a burden ,
And the prose poem turns ,
What holiday could save us .
Parents do not donate heat
And only at the grave , year after year
We carry only then , in their care
We are useless flowers .
How little we speak about love
Creator that gives us a future ,
Not confirming the affair thanks
Jesus saves blood.
How little we are talking about love .