Текст песни Булат Окуджава - Эта женщина в окне

Do not ever merge
Winters are long and the summer,
They have different habits
And quite dissimilar views.
Not by chance on the earth
Two roads - and that this,
That natruzhivaet feet
This stirs the soul.

The woman in the window
The pink dress
Argues that apart
It is impossible to live without tears.
Because before it
Two roads - and that this,
That is fine, but in vain,
This, apparently, seriously.

Though defeated, even die,
Can not find the right answer,
And wherever our passions
We're not brought,
Unchanged on the ground
Two roads - and that this,
Without which it is impossible,
As no heaven and earth.

The woman in the window
The pink dress
Argues that apart
It is impossible to live without tears.
Because before it
Two roads - and that this,
That is fine, but in vain,
This, apparently, seriously.

The woman in the window ...