Текст и перевод песни Гарик Сукачёв - Не было нас

Не было нас

Я забуду тебя, наказав себя пленом в страданьях
Я тебя потеряю в глазницах дворов проходных
Да забуду все улицы, и их имена и названия
Будто не было нас, словно не было их
Будто не было нас, словно не было их
Будто не было нас, словно не было их
На кривых перекрёстках останутся песни и строки!
На трамвайных путях мой трамваем раздавленный стих!
Как монетка покатится он и блеснёт на востоке!
Превращаясь в светило, что зажгло нас двоих
Будто не было нас, словно не было их
Будто не было нас, словно не было их
Но я умираю!
Я мечусь между адом и раем!
Я, как брошенный пес, всё шатаюсь
По бульварам бездушной Москвы!
Той любви, что была - больше нет!
А другой я не знаю!
Я не знаю! Я не знаю! Я не знаю!
Что же делать теперь?
Всё так глупо, неверно, нечестно
Остаётся одно - ненавидеть себя, не прощать
Только в грешной душе ты оставила тайное место
Что уже никому, никогда не занять
Словно не было нас
Будто не было их
Словно не было нас
Будто не было их
Словно не было нас
Будто не было их
Словно не было нас
Словно не было нас
Словно не было нас
Не было их
Не было нас
Не было их
Не было нас
Не было их
Не было нас
Не было их

We Were Not

I will forget you, punishing myself with suffering
I will lose you in the courtyards of the passageways
Yes, I will forget all the streets, and their names and titles
As if we were not, as if they were not
As if we were not, as if they were not
As if we were not, as if they were not
Songs and lines will remain at the crooked crossroads!
My crushed verse on the tram tracks!
It will roll like a coin and shine in the east!
Turning into a luminary that ignited the two of us
As if we were not, as if they were not
As if we were not, as if they were not
But I am dying!
I am tossing between hell and paradise!
I, like an abandoned dog, keep wandering
Along the soulless boulevards of Moscow!
That love that was - is no more!
And I do not know another!
I do not know! I do not know! I do not know!
What is there to do now?
Everything is so stupid, wrong, unfair
There is only one thing left - to hate myself, not to forgive
Only in your sinful soul you left a secret place
That no one, ever again, will occupy
As if we were not
As if they were not
As if we were not
As if they were not
As if we were not
As if they were not
As if we were not
As if we were not
As if we were not
Were not
Were not
Were not
Were not
Were not
Were not
Were not