Голос твой [Golos tvoj] [English translation]

The seashores won’t call, the clouds won’t wait,

They’ll fetch only your silence to me.

No calendar any more, but a sad fall

The sadness is my guest, making my sorrow grow hundredfold.

CHORUS: 2 х

You live in my dreams

Like a bird in the clouds.

You aren’t next to me, but your voice is with me,

The voice of yours...

Maybe it isn’t summer our life, maybe our ways separated,

And our hopes in this time, haven’t come true as always.

It doesn’t matter the day-break will cime and will show me my way,

To make you come back from the distance forever.

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• Artist:Murat Nasyrov
• Album:2000 - Всё это было не со мной