Текст песни Владимир Ванин - Что имеем не храним

And for a minute I heat
And even the sun is not happy.
After you left, left again,
And if the rain dripping tears.

Left bitterness and sadness,
Memories doubt.
And you believe I'm sorry,
What we were mistaken for a moment.

What a moment it decides life
Do not suddenly luck lucky us
We have that we do not store
And we lose the bitter weeping.

What a moment it decides life
Do not suddenly luck lucky us
We have that we do not store
And we lose the bitter weeping.

In an oak grove of nightingales
Sing nicely filled.
They sweat to us about love,
But I've been with her does not work
Left bitterness and sadness,
Memories doubt.
And you believe I'm sorry,
What we were mistaken for a moment.

What a moment it decides life
Do not suddenly luck lucky us
We have that we do not store
And we lose the bitter weeping.

What a moment it decides life
Do not suddenly luck lucky us
We have that we do not store
And we lose the bitter weeping.