Лермонтович (пер. мой)
So sad and so boring,
Nobody can give you a hand,
When you do feel really lonely.
Desires? Why should we
Want love and want hate?
As years pass by, and they are the best...
The passion? It's tasty,
Oh, tasty and strong,
But ration will come and it will disappear.
Love someone? Forever,
and never be gone -
Love isn't immortal, my dear.
The past? it is over,
My joy and my sorrow
Are equally empty and equally null.
Than I looked inside - all I saw was myself,
My whole life was but a joke on a shelf....
Nobody can give you a hand,
When you do feel really lonely.
Desires? Why should we
Want love and want hate?
As years pass by, and they are the best...
The passion? It's tasty,
Oh, tasty and strong,
But ration will come and it will disappear.
Love someone? Forever,
and never be gone -
Love isn't immortal, my dear.
The past? it is over,
My joy and my sorrow
Are equally empty and equally null.
Than I looked inside - all I saw was myself,
My whole life was but a joke on a shelf....