There was a stain on the wall, which was a drawing years ago,
Today with a rag I erased it, then I was going to regret it.
I turned behind me, the wall without blur,
But then I felt, live in the heart.
I turned behind me, the wall without blur,
But then I felt, live in the heart.
I had erased my childhood, from those dreams of going to the sun,
It was a good thing about love, but suddenly I forgot it.
I turned behind me, the wall without blur,
But then I felt, live in the heart.
I turned behind me, the wall without blur,
But then I felt, live in the heart.
How inexplicable, but I did not see, that drawing in the blur,
My eyes have changed in me, or what changes is the reason.
Attention, attention, do not erase, they will not say,
It would be horrible to throw away, life in a brass.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)