They will never ever meet, gloomy winters, sunny summers,
They are different by nature, they are different by looks,
Not by accident on earth lay two roads, this and that one,
This is too hard on your feet man,
That one's too hard on your soul.
Here's this lady in the door wearing beautiful pink colour,
States that life in separation cannot be without tears,
Just because in front of her lay two roads, this and that one,
That one's beautiful but useless,
This one's probably for real.
You could try a million times but you'll never find an answer,
And no matter where my darling our passion will take us,
There will lay in front of us these two roads, this and that one,
Which are constant and eternal
Just like planet earth and sky.
Bulat Okudzhava. This woman in the window
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