Текст песни Мара Винтер - Найдись

I beg
you,
come back.
I won’t ask for anything
hearing the rustle of rotten leaves
in those words that I could catch
(to wear autumn inside).

If you want, we will be silent
until the last breeze of the winds:
the windbreak between us is not new
petrels - do not know the sky!
And behind the gaze the swamp will open,
to grab another poppy look.
Rain - Opium in the veins - sprinkle,
in a withered, tearless "back";
swirl my hair with a whirlwind
you will tear locks - crowns in a hail.
Faceless, we will calmly dim
in anonymous hundred lives in a row.

I beg
you,
come.
For a pitiful ten minutes
tell me how people don't wait
and how many of them are there, behind.
About that fairy from marvelous forests
myth light up my midnight;
and how generous in shallow catch,
and how gold glistens with depth,
share it. Who had time before me? -
what is her name? By the gaze - is it clear?
How many letters do you repeat from sleep
heart again blaming weakness?

As a rabid eye winked
a bright curl stuck in my lips
and how everything is black and white at once
it turned out (it smelled so
her smell, that his lost!)
Shave, supposedly played with death,
with that win more fearfully.
Shred days are an odd grin
here is completeness -
Never seen tales.

I beg
you,
wait a minute.
Do not drive me, I myself - I do not hold.
On abandoned rails - thick
the howl creeps like a crushed beetle.
I only ask: shut up with me,
as if not somfused into a role.
(You pretend to be a little alive
I will forget how to cut along.)
"Who is she?" - the question is not so important
too much answer broke.
Take a walk on the night in the churchyard
where someone called out of the damp
those who are right inside! - was dying
many times, but krovil, did not let go:
we from us to the wasteland stole.

I beg
you,
find yourself.