My house is built
But I am in it alone.
The door closed behind me
Autumn wind is rapping on the window
Crying over me again.
Thunderstorm at night
And fog in the morning
The sun has completely cooled.
Old pains come one after another
Let them all gather:
.................................
My house is built
But I am in it alone.
The door closed behind me
Autumn wind is rapping on the window
Crying over me again.
This is fate, but I can’t
ask it for anything.
I only know that after me
The winds will sing:
Other translations you find at Vitas.
Lyrics by Vitas (Vitaly Vladasovich Grachev)
Musik by Vladimir Ivanovich Borovsky
Слова: Витас (Витaлий Владасович Грачёв)
Mузика: Владимир Иванович Боровский