Текст песни Эдуард Изместьев - Женщине, которую не встретил

I am a guitar on the tender spirit,
Like a woman, God-given.
Songs will release the soul of the will -
Let flies through the heavenly road.
Let find the one with whom there was no meeting,
Let him hear the voice of my beloved.
Loneliness weighs on the shoulders,
A soul is eternal music breathes.

Somewhere out there, on the other side
Stranger my
Do not wed.
For her, I love the beach,
This is my God, this
Female.
Like the guitar, her embrace,
Throne strings with a passion
And with kindness.
And love, as baptism, accept,
And ever married
With the tale.

Maybe we have met with the beloved,
But we did not know each other in a crowd ...
Someone whispers now her name,
And the flows someone's life between us.
I would go out to the beach from the house,
Jump, swim across the river
And to find out that that is unfamiliar to me,
To her not to give up forever!