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I don't need (it) anymore

Again I remember you,
And it's all like a dream.
I thought that I knew all of you,
But no, not at all.
 
You told me often that you loved me,
Said that with only one
You'd be happy and not forget,
But your words became like smoke.
 
I don't need it anymore, your magical daydreams,
Leave it to others, they will be so happy.
I don't need it anymore, your artificial tears,
They're like you - there's not a drop of truth in them.
 
I don't need excuses,
I don't need a lie.
The autumn wind will swirl,
And I'll understand it all.
 
In a duel with treacherous fate
The unfaithful night won.
All that we called love
Died, and can't be helped.
 
I don't need it anymore, your magical daydreams,
Leave it to others, they will be so happy.
I don't need it anymore, your artificial tears,
They're like you - there's not a drop of truth in them.
 
I don't need it anymore, your magical daydreams,
Leave it to others, they will be so happy.
I don't need it anymore, your artificial tears,
They're like you - there's not a drop of truth in them.
 
They're like you - there's not a drop of truth in them.
 

White Roses

Versions: #2
It is warmer behind the glass, but the frost is cruel.
I come in and I see summer garden, it is in its bloom.
I would put all the flowers to my heart – they are so pure!
And I ready to kiss all the roses – their whiteness is true.
 
Oh, white roses! Oh, white roses!
Your thorns are without defenсe!
What will you get from the cruel frost,
Snow winds and the space?
Men and women will take you for holidays
For a day or some nights,
After the dance you will stay so lonely
Dying with snow and ice.
 
2.
One after one you are gone and the people are happy,
You will decorate their homes and window sills.
Whose idea was this one to grow you up, so tender and pretty?
To bring into world of cruel storms? Oh, who can tell?
 
Oh, white roses! Oh, white roses!
Your thorns are without defenсe!
What will you get from the cruel frost,
Snow winds and the space?
Men and women will take you for holidays
For a day or some nights,
After the dance you will stay so lonely
Dying with snow and ice.