Текст песни Вячеслав Хурсенко - Я думаю о ней

Could I think loving someone
What will meet you once
In the gray alleys of tired stones
Remind people

No excuses and guilt feelings
This is not the passion of fleeting spring.
All the same, yes, I was afraid of this always
All the same, yes, I was afraid of this always

Chorus:
The cry of the white cranes, between the shores of my sorrow
I think about her, in a cobweb of words breathing hardly

This drawing did not know the canvas.
This is not reading a sonata from the sheet.
It is a thunderstorm on a clear day.
What divided me

Could I think so much in love
What will meet you once
All the same no i loved you for a thousand years
All the same no i loved you for a thousand years

Chorus:
The cry of the white cranes, between the shores of my sorrow
I think about her, in a cobweb of words breathing hardly

I think about her, I think about her,
I think about her, I think about her ...