On the pages of past stories
I ran carelessly
I draw timidly with the white chalk
On the glass ...
I read you through the lines
Putting dots in the chapters -
I didn't notice that I forgot
All that existed between us!
I'll rewrite love
And I'll begin a new day without you
My story
Will not happen again to me ...
I'll rewrite love
And I'll compose it the other way around:
Without repeating, I'll create again
A motive from new (musical) notes.
Without flipping through book novels
I read an episode from life:
I multiplied love, divided it
Only for two.
I let go of the tomtit boldly
Turning it into a white crane ...*
I was not afraid that I would not catch it -
I composed it all myself!
I'll rewrite love
And I'll begin a new day without you
My story
Will not happen again to me ...
I'll rewrite love
And I'll compose it the other way around:
Without repeating, I'll create again
A motive from new (musical) notes.