I stay between heaven and hell —
and just love and hate,
But I believe we never choose our fate.
Destiny is such a killing sword: it`s all may be.
The odd irony connects you and me.
Why so, tell me?
Every day I hear time has gone in vain —
oh, you can see.
You don`t know me, but we`re joined
By invisible odd threads.
Don`t tell me «Good Bye»
On the edge of the dark hell
You are my angel and my devil.
Why not, it`s a game,
I feel you`re not doubtful.
Don`t say «No» You`re right no more than ever.
I won`t break that distance,
That is parting you and me.
Got my own way — you`ve got your way,
Just I know — our destiny is strong.
I see you in this photograph, you`re in paling lights,
All my heart`s in ice and flame - and they fight.
Why so, tell me?
I will not believe — will my dreams come true,
Why do people live? On a lonely way we can`t meet,
I`ll forget and shall do it.
Don`t tell me «Good Bye»
On the edge of the dark hell
You are my angel and my devil.
Why not, it`s a game,
I feel you`re not doubtful.
Don`t say «No» You`re right no more than ever.
I won`t break that distance,
That is parting you and me.
Got my own way — you`ve got your way,
Just I know — our destiny is strong.
Don`t tell me «Good Bye»...
You are my angel and my devil...
Don`t tell me «Good Bye»
On the edge of the dark hell
You are my angel and my devil.
Why not, it`s a game,
I feel you`re not doubtful.
Don`t say «No» You`re right no more than ever.
I won`t break that distance,
That is parting you and me.
Got my own way — you`ve got your way,
Just I know — our destiny is strong.
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ß íàõîæóñü ìåæäó ðàåì è àäîì —
òîëüêî ëþáîâü è íåíàâèñòü,
Íî ÿ âåðþ, ìû íèêîãäà íå âûáèðàåì ñâîþ ñóäüáó.
Ñóäüáà ˜˜— ñìåðòîíîñíûé ìå÷: âñå ìîæåò áûòü.
Èðîíèÿ ñóäüáû — ìû ñâÿçàíû — òû è ÿ.
Ïî÷åìó, îòâåòü ìíå?
Êàæäûé äåíü ÿ ñëûøó, êàê âðåìÿ óõîäèò áåçâîçâðàòíî —
ïîñìîòðè.
Òû íå çíàåøü ìåíÿ, íî ñâÿçàíû ìû
Íåâèäèìûìè íèòÿìè.
Íå ãîâîðè ìíå: «Ïðîùàé»,
Íàä òåìíîé ïðîïàñòüþ àäà —
Òû ìîé àíãåë è ìîé äüÿâîë.
Ïî÷åìó áû è íåò, ýòî âñåãî ëèøü èãðà.
ß ÷óâñòâóþ, òû íå ñîìíåâàåøüñÿ.
Íå ãîâîðè: «Íåò»,
Òû ïðàâà íå áîëüøå, ÷åì âñåãäà.
ß íå íàðóøó äèñòàíöèþ,
×òî ðàçäåëÿåò íàñ.
Ó ìåíÿ ñâîé ïóòü, ó òåáÿ ñâîé,
ß òîëüêî çíàþ, ÷òî íàøà ñóäüáà ïðåäîïðåäåëåíà.
ß âèæó òåáÿ íà ýòîé ôîòîãðàôèè, òû îêðóæåí îãíÿìè,
 ìîåì ñåðäöå áîðþòñÿ ëåä è ïëàìÿ.
Ïî÷åìó, îòâåòü ìíå?
ß íå âåðþ, ÷òî ñáóäóòñÿ ìîè ìå÷òû,
Çà÷åì æèòü, åñëè íàøè îäèíîêèå ïóòè íå ïåðåñåêóòñÿ?
ß çàáóäó ïðî âñå è ñäåëàþ ýòî.
Íå ãîâîðè ìíå: «Ïðîùàé»,
Íàä òåìíîé ïðîïàñòüþ àäà —
Òû ìîé àíãåë è ìîé äüÿâîë.
Ïî÷åìó áû è íåò, ýòî âñåãî ëèøü èãðà.
ß ÷óâñòâóþ, òû íå ñîìíåâàåøüñÿ.
Íå ãîâîðè: «Íåò»,
Òû ïðàâà íå áîëüøå, ÷åì âñåãäà.
ß íå íàðóøó äèñòàíöèþ,
×òî ðàçäåëÿåò íàñ.
Ó ìåíÿ ñâîé ïóòü, ó òåáÿ ñâîé,
ß òîëüêî çíàþ, ÷òî íàøà ñóäüáà ïðåäîïðåäåëåíà.
Íå ãîâîðè ìíå «Ïðîùàé»...
Òû ìîé àíãåë è ìîé äüÿâîë...
Íå ãîâîðè ìíå: «Ïðîùàé»,
Íàä òåìíîé ïðîïàñòüþ àäà —
Òû ìîé àíãåë è ìîé äüÿâîë.
Ïî÷åìó áû è íåò, ýòî âñåãî ëèøü èãðà.
ß ÷óâñòâóþ, òû íå ñîìíåâàåøüñÿ.
Íå ãîâîðè: «Íåò»,
Òû ïðàâà íå áîëüøå, ÷åì âñåãäà.
ß íå íàðóøó äèñòàíöèþ,
×òî ðàçäåëÿåò íàñ.
Ó ìåíÿ ñâîé ïóòü, ó òåáÿ ñâîé,
ß òîëüêî çíàþ, ÷òî íàøà ñóäüáà ïðåäîïðåäåëåíà.
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