Текст песни Вячеслав Лавров и Наталья Городецкая - Струна

String

Again she sings , she sings ,
copper guitar string
inhaling the bitterness of old dreams,
melancholy resentment and bitter words.
About who was waiting in the way of happiness ,
but the wind blew all the dreams,
who christened the fate of the game,
but he was always himself.
You smile , do not need words ,
because this view is the love,
kill anguish pour wine
all in response to my hand .
But there is no greater force ,
go astray ,
and the stones turning to dust ,
To meet the one he loved .

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