Текст песни 10.Трофим - Самая короткая ночь перед расставаньем.....

The birthmark on his left cheek, wet lashes
Crumpled pillow in his hand.
And the hope of beating in the chest of a wounded bird,
I'll remember this forever.

Whose fault is it that's so right on the living
Morning divides life in two.
It's like that with a head dive into the pool,
Relying only muddy waves.

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The shortest night before parting,
The most bitter Gazette - dawn.
Someone, perhaps all, says: & quot; Bye! & Quot;
But the road to the past is not,
But the road to the past is not.

I told it like it is, I know it hurts:
The truth hurts more than a lie.
The chamber duo love we heard solo
It is a pity that he did not sing again.

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A new day whirl maelstrom
Urgent matters and endless worries
And you get used to the diversity of the day
Without me, without me.

Chorus

The birthmark on his left cheek, wet lashes ...