Net tebya prekrasney (Yuriy Antonov)
Dlya menya net tebya prekrasney,
No lovlyu ya tvoy vzor naprasno,
Kak videne, neulovima,
Kazhdyiy den tyi prohodish mimo.
Kak videne, neulovima,
Kazhdyiy den tyi prohodish mimo.
A ya povtoryayu vnov i vnov:
Ne umiray, lyubov,
ne umiray, lyubov,
ne umiray, lyubov!
Esli pristalney tyi vzglyanula,
I ulyibka na mig melknula,
No v glazah tvoih led i stuzha,
I tebe ya sovsem ne nuzhen.
No v glazah tvoih led i stuzha,
Ved tebe ya sovsem ne nuzhen.
A ya povtoryayu vnov i vnov:
Ne umiray, lyubov,
ne umiray, lyubov,
ne umiray, lyubov!
No ya veryu, chto den nastanet,
I v glazah tvoih led rastaet,
Letnim znoem vdrug stanet stuzha,
I poymesh, chto tebe ya nuzhen.
Letnim znoem vdrug stanet stuzha,
I poymesh, chto tebe ya nuzhen.
A ya povtoryayu vnov i vnov:
Ne umiray, lyubov,
ne umiray, lyubov,
ne umiray, lyubov,
nu ne umiray, lyubov! |
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