Се ля ви [Se lya vi] [English translation]

Forgive me, personally

Because I gave you out for

One minute of past,

Because upon my head felt down,

This sudden nostalgia.

You're ripe, brave

Black on white

You write proven truths.

I tired of it inconceivably

Recover your wits, we aren't that

It's equal fight of storm

Between heaven and ground,

Between heart and fate,

Calling c'est la vie.

Winner will be right,

Loser just alive,

Others is just game,

Calling c'est la vie.

From shore to shore,

As to America

Half ocean by air.

Take my wings,

Do you want? here are it.

Soul asks for heaven, help it.

Forgive me, personally

Because I gave you out for

One minute of past,

Because upon my head felt down,

This sudden nostalgia.

• Artist:Valery Meladze