Name: Зимний сад by Alexey Glyzin in Russian Retro Pop
Duration: 4 min 34 s
Description: Альбом 2004г. "Легендарные песни"

Russians you are much kinder than they show you on TV .-.

Русский Рок это меланхолическое, попсовые похоронные песни 

Russian Retro Pop

Laima Stanislavovna Vajkule (March 31, 1954, Cesis, Latvian SSR) - Latvian pop singer, actress.

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Лайма Вайкуле и Валерий Леонтьев - Вернисаж

Альбом 2004г. "Легендарные песни"

Зимний сад

Александр Иванов. Боже, какой пустяк!

Игорь Тальков - Чистые Пруды

We’re clockwork chaos but our gears still turn
She reads my weather like she’s always learned
I’m loud and I'm messy, always losing my place
She laughs and she finds it in the mess I made
We built a language that no one else speaks
All of our in‑jokes and our secret beats
When I’m too much, she can still let me in
Most days we’re flawless till the edges get thin
’til the whole fucking thing wears thin


But when the circuits burn and the room goes red
I’m the nearest target for the storm in her head
And I can’t keep bleeding just to call this love
I’ve got to draw a line beneath both of us


Time for a new chapter, it’s time to step up
Love isn’t safe if it’s yanked without warning
Either we break this pattern or I walk on alone
I’m done always waiting for the next hammer to fall
Time for a new chapter, this one's just wrong 
If staying would break me, it's time to move on


When she runs out of power, Jekyll turns into Hyde
My every question feels like I’m on trial
She says I’m “not a team” when I reach for her hand
Takes every wound I’ve shown her and twists them to her plans
I’ve heard I’m selfish for asking her to be kind
She throws my worst at me like it’s all I am
I know she’s drowning, but I’m going under too
I can’t be both the lifeboat and the one she chews through
I can’t keep being your fucking crash mat


But when the circuits burn and the room goes red
I’m the nearest target for the storm in her head
And I can’t keep bleeding just to call this love
I’ve got to draw a line beneath both of us


Time for a new chapter, it’s time to step up
Love isn’t safe if it’s yanked without warning
Either we break this pattern or I walk on alone
I’m done always waiting for the next hammer to fall
Time for a new chapter, I’m counting the cost
If loving means losing, what hope have we got?


I get dragged off task by all that shines and moves
She keeps receipts of what I swear I’ll do
She needs my help—then I vanish mid‑swing
Yeah, it’s not for nothing she’s pissed with me
The kitchen stinks from the dripping bin
Kept my mouth shut when I should’ve checked in
I let the fear of being left call the shots
I kept my fucking needs folded into tiny knots


I’m not pretending I don’t fuck things up
I’ve seen how my chaos can leave you cut
I’ll own my part, but that won’t make me mute
Calling out your issues doesn’t cancel out my truth


Time for a new chapter, it’s time to step up
Love isn’t safe if it’s yanked without warning
Either we break this pattern or I walk on alone
I’m done always waiting for the next hammer to fall
Time for a new chapter, I’m broken, I'm fucked
I want you to hear me
I know that you love me, but we're just so stuck


Stepping up means I don’t hide behind “that’s just me”
Means I listen when you say I’ve cut you deep
Means when you bring your hurt, I don’t roll my eyes
Your words matter deeply, they're as important as mine
If you tell me something, then that thing is real
It matters ’cause you said it, not how big it feels
I need the same respect when I say I’m not okay
If you can’t hold my truth like that, I’ll walk the fuck away


We can wire this house with softer alarms
Learn how to just stop before it does so much harm
Or I pack up my heart and I walk out that door
I won’t die by inches on my bedroom floor


Time for a new chapter, it’s time to step up
Love isn’t safe if it’s yanked without warning
Either we break this pattern or I walk on alone
I’m done always waiting for the next hammer to fall
Time for a new chapter, this madness must stop
I love you and grieve this, but I need the penny to drop
Time for a new chapter, I need you to know
If we can't find a new way, ill have to just go

No More

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В мой старый сад, 
Ланфрен-ланфра, 
Лети, моя голубка, 
Там сны висят, 
Ланфрен-ланфра, 
На всех ветвях, голубка. 
Ланфрен-ланфра, лан-та-ти-та, 
Там свеж ручей, трава густа, 
Постель из ландышей пуста, 
Лети в мой сад, голубка.
 
Мы лёгкий сон, 
Ланфрен-ланфра, 
Сорвём с тяжёлой ветки, 
Как сладок он, 
Ланфрен-ланфра, 
Такие сны так редки. 
Ланфрен-ланфра, лан-та-ти-та, 
Но слаще сна твои уста, 
И роза падает с куста 
Тебе на грудь, голубка. 

В моём саду, 
Ланфрен-ланфра, 
Три соловья и ворон, 
Они беду, 
Ланфрен-ланфра, 
Любви пророчат хором. 
Ланфрен-Ланфра, лан-та-ти-та, 
Свети, прощальная звезда, 
Любовь последняя чиста, 
Лети в мой сад, голубка. 

Слова: Ряшенцев Ю.
Музыка: Лебедев В.

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