Opera No. 1 Songtext
von Vitas

My vsegda khotim bol′she, chem my yest'
My vsegda khotim bol′she, chem my yest'
I toska zakhvatyvayet nashi serdtsa
My shatayutsya v osenniy veter
My zavaleny radosti chuzhoy
Vospalennymi ot prazdnikov chuzhoy
Kak solntse na polyane
Obrashchayem golovy blizhe nad stolami YA obnimayu tebya, kak podvypivshiy razdeleniya
I vas v rukakh
YA ne budu delit' tebya, dikiy, kak zloupotrebleniye
Libo s vragom ili drugom
Eto redko sluchayetsya, chtoby menya, kak eto
YA dam vam nemnogo schast′ya
Vy budet kachat′sya, kak svet v oknakh
I moli brosyatsya k svetu tvoyemu