Текст песни Since Forewent - в моём сентябре

I often wrote in his diaries,
What I did not want to return it back.
I do not regret it, but I do not understand,
Why do it in the evening kissing.

In addition to the love in my September
There are many other faded and bright colors.
If people went without masks,
I had not had to close his door.

When they say that will soon end,
Do not forget to light the sail of hope,
He is often seen us through the abyss of silence
Between the blows of our hearts.

And I always shades of those days,
Mad events tangled tape
The happiest, precious moments,
He left in the pages in memory of her.

Many years later, on the eve of November
I sit down at the table, lit a cigarette,
To tell about all their secrets,
Hoping that life has flown for good reason.

He is closer than the light, he was there with me,
Inviolability of time wrap of samsara,
People tend to write his memoirs,
Conquering space superfine needle.