The rain says goodbye

The hands of the clock froze at half past two.
The cold seeps under the collar.
We are standing on opposite sides of this street.
Between us — only water.


Instead of words, we counted the beats of empty minutes.
Your steps disappear in the echoing shadows of the alleys.
It's just water, but today the route is drowning in it,
By which we escaped the winter days.


No dramas, no loud scenes.
Only the rhythm of the drops taking us captive.

Припев
The rain says goodbye.
With a cold knock on the glass.
The rain says goodbye.
Leaving us on the shore.
We became a frame in a black-and-white movie,
Where the ending is predetermined, where everything is decided.


You look up, expecting ridiculous miracles.
But there is only the wet silk of torn clouds.
My voice sounds like an echo from dark woods.
Without extra metaphors, without false and sweet shackles.

Припев
The rain says goodbye.
With a cold knock on the glass.
The rain says goodbye.
Leaving us on the shore.
We became a frame in a black-and-white movie,
Where the ending is predetermined, where everything is decided.


Lanterns reflect in the puddles like broken crystal.
We played all the roles, the orchestra left its hall.
No excuses, just a steady pulsating beat.
This evening, nature itself speaks for us.

Припев
The rain says goodbye.
With a cold knock on the glass.
The rain says goodbye.
Leaving us on the shore.
We became a frame in a black-and-white movie,
Where the ending is predetermined, where everything is decided.



Goodbye.
Just water.
Just a step back.
The rain speaks.


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