Forget Me, Please

Forget... Forget... Forget me, please, don't call my name, Don't dream of me in nights of cold. Don't promise spring, don't fan the flame Of May, long buried in the snow. Don't worry, love, don't break my chains, Don't tear my silence with a call. It all was just a dream's remains, So long ago, and not at all. The blizzard of despair will close the doors, And sweep the trace of tears long overdue. Of you, a tiny fraction still endures, Of her, the one I was — there's nothing true. The drunken summer fled into the fall, And took the taste of berries, sharp and deep. The moon will melt at dawn's first waking call, And with the moon, the lingering grief will sleep. The world won't die when we are gone, The Earth will keep its endless spin. Eternity keeps waltzing on, Where stars like startled sparrows win. One spring is but a single sip, Like fresh breeze blowing through the sails. Our dreams, alas, have such a short trip... Was any of it real? Or all tall tales? The blizzard of despair will close the doors, And sweep the trace of tears long overdue. Of you, a tiny fraction still endures, Of her, the one I was — there's nothing true. T he drunken summer fled into the fall, And took the taste of berries, sharp and deep. The moon will melt at dawn's first waking call, And with the moon, the lingering grief will sleep. (Instrumental) Forget me, please, don't call my name, Don't dream of me in nights of cold. Don't promise spring, don't fan the flame Of May, long buried in the snow.

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Forget... Forget...

[Куплет 1] Forget me, please, don't call my name, 
Don't dream of me in nights of cold.
 Don't promise spring, don't fan the flame
 Of May, long buried in the snow. 
Don't worry, love, don't break my chains, 
Don't tear my silence with a call.
 It all was just a dream's remains, 
So long ago, and not at all.

[Припев] The blizzard of despair will close the doors, 
And sweep the trace of tears long overdue. 
Of you, a tiny fraction still endures, 
Of her, the one I was — there's nothing true.
The drunken summer fled into the fall, 
And took the taste of berries, sharp and deep. 
The moon will melt at dawn's first waking call,
 And with the moon, the lingering grief will sleep.

[Куплет 2] The world won't die when we are gone,
The Earth will keep its endless spin. 
Eternity keeps waltzing on, 
Where stars like startled sparrows win.
One spring is but a single sip, 
Like fresh breeze blowing through the sails. 
Our dreams, alas, have such a short trip... 
Was any of it real? Or all tall tales?

[Припев] The blizzard of despair will close the doors, 
And sweep the trace of tears long overdue. 
Of you, a tiny fraction still endures, 
Of her, the one I was — there's nothing true. T
he drunken summer fled into the fall,
 And took the taste of berries, sharp and deep. 
The moon will melt at dawn's first waking call, 
And with the moon, the lingering grief will sleep.

(Instrumental)

[Бридж] Forget me, please, don't call my name, 
Don't dream of me in nights of cold. 
Don't promise spring, don't fan the flame 
Of May, long buried in the snow.

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