The Scent of May

Tempora mutantur... (Times change...)
Anima mea te desiderat... (My soul desires you...)

I’m not leaving, tell me why should I try?
To tear the pages of this life?
Ah, fuck it, let it die.
Sunsets turning into dawn,
Just believe in my word,
Hey, how much was your love?
Tell me, what did it cost?

Why would I run after you?
What’s the point in that?
Just to starve looking at you,
Falling right through the cracks?

They say no one’s irreplaceable,
Seep down I know it’s true,
I’ll find another warmth,
Yeah, far away from you.

You are my most foolish secret,
And the longest-lasting memory to keep.
I loved you for so long,
And it hurts so deep,

Knowing that the healing
Won't come easy...
Eternity... Let it be...

I made a lot of mistakes, yeah,
I’m sorry for the pain,
I had so much to say about love,
But now it’s just in vain.

You know I never wanted
To run from who I am,
But you can’t cheat the fate
When it’s slipping through your hands.

I miss you so damn much,
and it's driving me insane,
How gravity still pulls
me right back to your domain.

Not everyone can understand
this emptiness inside,
Knowing that you're missing,
with nowhere left to hide.

I’m still waiting,
Still hoping we could turn back time,
Writing songs about you,
Keeping up this rhyme.

And no matter how it hurts,
I still wonder where you are,
Looking at the city,
Searching every single star.

Maybe we will cross paths again,
In the daylight or the dark,
You know my soul was burning
For you, leaving down a spark.

A-ah-a-ah...
Igne natura renovatur integra...
Through the fire,
Through the pain,
We remain...

You are my most foolish secret,
And the longest-lasting memory to keep.
I loved you for so long,
And it hurts so deep,
Knowing that the healing
Won't come easy...

I left a trail of ashes,
Forgive me for the strain,
I had so much to say about love... ...
But the silence speaks again.

I still remember...
The warmth of May...
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**The Scent of May («Аромат мая»)**

Песня о любви, которая осталась в памяти даже тогда, когда разум уже согласился с необходимостью расставания.

Герой пытается убедить себя, что всё закончилось, что прошлое нужно отпустить и жизнь продолжается. Он спорит с собой, злится, признаёт ошибки, ищет выход. Но воспоминания оказываются сильнее любых доводов.

Латинские фразы словно образуют второй, скрытый голос повествования: времена меняются, душа продолжает тосковать, а огонь обещает обновление.

И когда все слова уже сказаны, остаётся самое простое и необъяснимое — память о тепле давно ушедшего мая.

Не обязательно возвращаться в прошлое, чтобы продолжать его чувствовать.