Текст песни Городинец Сергей - Сорвет последний лист с березы ветер

Picks the last sheet with the wind Birch
Just playing swirling, left for dead
I'm sorry to lose the color perfection
I keep putting it in your notebook

This is a dried leaf, rejoices memory
Breathe in the wonderful scent of the leaves
But what about the millions of leaves
What is left to die in the wind

And we have life, we live for the sake of
Finding love, we tried to save
And the rest, without the pain of regret th
His disdain at times ready to burn

Perhaps no contempt to indifference
Not understanding the feelings and appreciating
We often hurt others
His only interests to preserve

Do not cherish, do not appreciate those who are near
Kohl does not hurt us, do not understand other
Sometimes feelings mix with dirt
Strange, for the sake of their

And the pain is not pain and tears do not regret at all
Cold indifference often ruin
Friends, friends and thousands of people
And very often those we love

I do not pity the broken hearts out for us
I do not feel sorry for those tears that spilled over the years
And the main thing that just for us, we
Do not cry at night nd not suffer

And indifference fills the soul
Calculation of the cold, the heart like a stone
About souls forgetting to always close
Himself loved to love, we beseech

© Sergey Gorodinets
The book "Trying to like the" International Code book ISBN 978-966-136-138-5