Текст песни Михаил Исаковский - Стилавин читает- Мы с тобою не дружили..

You and I are not friends,
Not to meet in the spring,
But your eyes are large
Do not haunt me.

I thought, that will forget ,
I walk around their side,
But they're everywhere
All stand in front of me ,

Like me without a greeting
In the life of bitter every hour
As if I do not have road
On the ground, without these eyes.

Maybe you yourself are not happy
But you must also understand :
Since this is something we must do ,
We must do something .
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