Текст песни Елизавета Локшина моей подруге Диане Гамидовой - Уильям Шекспир, сонет 115

Oh, how I lied once , saying :
"My love can not be stronger."
I did not know the full flame of sorrow ,
What I am able to love even more tender .
Contingency anticipating million ,
Invades every moment ,
Breaking immutable law ,
Hesitant and vows and aspirations,
Not believing fickle fate ,
And only the hour, that have not lived through ,
I said, " My love for you
So great that more can not be! "
Love - child. I was wrong before it ,
Child adult woman calling .

Translation by S. Marshak