Текст песни Саша Беляев - Мечта

Every day I hear talk of love
Someone is captured, but maybe someone is sincere
But I have never seen the truth before my eyes
Maybe it's just fear that hinders this
Thoughts in my head again, but kind of nonsense
The lines in the notebook fly by like years
Each has its own meaning, each has its own dream
Losing everything faster, the meaning of words about love
Tears won't help
Do not return back
But I won't cry
Even if necessary
Sheets are flying again
From the notebook their poems
Where words are only about love
Trembling handwriting about dreams
It seems that everything has already come true
But the night pierced through the dream
What I've always dreamed of
I will never remember
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I will never remember
How the sheets fly apart
From the notebook their poems
Where words are only about love
In a trembling handwriting of dreams
It seems that everything has already come true
But the night pierced through the dream
What I've always dreamed of
I will never remember
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I will never remember