Lyrics Максим Шолохов - Кто любит - должен быть рабом
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Темнеет. В городе чужом
Друг против друга мы сидим,
В холодном сумраке ночном,
Страдаем оба и молчим.
И оба поняли давно,
Как речь бессильна и мертва:
Чем сердце бедное полно,
Того не выразят слова.
Не виноват никто ни в чем:
Кто гордость победить не мог,
Тот будет вечно одинок,
Кто любит,- должен быть рабом.
Стремясь к блаженству и добру,
Влача томительные дни,
Мы все - одни, всегда - одни:
Я жил один, один умру.
На стеклах бледного окна
Потух вечерний полусвет.-
Любить научит смерть одна
Все то, к чему возврата нет.
Не виноват никто ни в чем:
Кто гордость победить не мог,
Тот будет вечно одинок,
Кто любит,- должен быть рабом.
It's getting dark. In a foreign city
Against each other we sit
In the cold twilight of the night,
We suffer both and are silent.
And both understood long ago
As speech is powerless and dead:
Than the poor heart is full,
Togo will not express the word.
No one is to blame for anything:
Who could not win pride
That will be forever alone,
Who loves - must be a slave.
Striving for bliss and goodness
Vlacha tedious days,
We are all alone, always alone
I lived alone, I die alone.
On the pale windows
The evening light has gone out.
Love will teach death alone
All the things to which there is no return.
No one is to blame for anything:
Who could not win pride
That will be forever alone,
Who loves - must be a slave.
Against each other we sit
In the cold twilight of the night,
We suffer both and are silent.
And both understood long ago
As speech is powerless and dead:
Than the poor heart is full,
Togo will not express the word.
No one is to blame for anything:
Who could not win pride
That will be forever alone,
Who loves - must be a slave.
Striving for bliss and goodness
Vlacha tedious days,
We are all alone, always alone
I lived alone, I die alone.
On the pale windows
The evening light has gone out.
Love will teach death alone
All the things to which there is no return.
No one is to blame for anything:
Who could not win pride
That will be forever alone,
Who loves - must be a slave.