Letra Vsya Moya Lyubov' de T.a.t.u. (tatu) original

Lyrics in russian:
ощущени�
и�кажени�...
� же и не �
кажу�ь...
у реки во �не
огоньки и �нег...
таю и кружу
кружу�ь...

и �веркает река, и мелькают мо�ты -
и �кольз�т два зверька в катафалках пу�тых...
... не �вернешь; sorry, в�е �терли...
а ему в�е равно-голубой-голубой...
шарик будет лететь - без теб� и � тобой...
... не вернешь... sorry, в�е �терли...
и на в�ю катушку, ловушку, п�ихушку -
как волчок игрушку, завертит игрушку
в � � м о � л ю б о в ь...
ощущени�...
� вообще не �...
� как �нег кружу�ь
кажу�ь...

и при�н�т�� во �не - огоньки-�нвари
апель�иновый �нег на твои фонари
... не вернешь... sorry, �терли
и �еб� не найдешь в нелюбимых домах
и нарвешь�� на �трах как на минах впотьмах
... не вернешь... sorry, �терли
орбитальный му�ор - предатели, тру�ы...
мертвое бе��мертье, их вертит, вертит
в � � м о � л ю б о в ь...



Lyrics in latin font+english
Oschuschen'ya,
Iskazheniya
Ya zhe i ne ya
Kazhus

U reki vo sne
Ogonki i sneg
Tayu i kruzhu
Kruzhus'

I sverkayet reka
I mel'kayut mosty
I skol'zyat dva sver'ka
V katafalkah pustyh
Ne svernyosh'
Sorry, vse styorli

A yemu vsyo ravno
Goluboi-goluboi
Sharik budet letet'
Bez tebya i s toboi
Ne vernyosh'
Sorry, Vse styorli

I na vsyu katushku
Lovushku - v psihushku
Kak volchyok igrushku
Zavertit igrushku
Vsya moya lyubov'

Oschuscheniya
Ya voobsche ne ya
Ya kak sneg kruzhus'
Kazhus'

I prisnyatsya vo sne
Ogon'ki v yanvarye
Apel'sinoviy sneg
Na tvoi fonari
Ne vernyosh', sorry
Styorli

I sebya na nadyosh'
V nelyubimyh domah
I narvyosh'sya na strah
Kak na minu vpot'mah
Ne vernyosh', sorry
Styorli

Orbital'niy musor
Predateli, trusy
Myortvoye bessmert'ye
Ih vertit, vertit
Vsya moya lyubov'

TRANSLATION

An array of emotions
Distortion
I am and i'm not
I'm censing myself

At the rivers in your sleep
Small fires and snow
I hide and spin
I spin myself

And the river sparkles
And the bridges flash by
And two small animals slide by
In an empty catafalque
You won't roll away
Sorry, Everything has been erased

But it doesn't matter to him
Gay - Gay
The small ball will bounce
Without you and with you
You won't return
Sorry, Everything has been erased

And on all the kittens
Trapped in a nuthouse
Like a game of spinning tops
Start spinning the game
All my love

An array of emotions
I'm in general not myself
I'm spinning like snow
I'm censing myself

And they dream in their sleep
Small fires in January
Orange Snow
On your latern
You won't return, sorry
It's been erased

And don't you put yourself
In the house that you hate
And you run in terror
Like in a dark mine
You won't return, sorry
It's been erased

Orbiting debris
Traitors, Cowards
Lifeless immortality
They turn, turn
All my love