I Have No Minute

Юрий Розвадовский
       The weeks are not stopping and waiting,
       The years are just passing away.
       We couldn't have time for the main thing
       And rushing for trifles all day.
       I feel like to break through the limit,
       Though it's the incredible case.

       Chorus:
       But I have no minute,
       I have no minute,
       No minute, no minute.
       I have no minute to look at your face.

       You're near or you're still not near,
       And during the heap of affairs
       I couldn't be there or here,
       I couldn't go down and upstairs.
       My life's like the lab with no limit,
       That rapidly flies in a space.

       Chorus.


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