Михаил Круг — Приходите в мой дом

I'll close my eyes, I'll forget the grievances, I'll forgive even what isn't worth forgiving. Come to my home, my doors are open, I'll sing songs for you and treat you to wine. Come to my home, my doors are open, I'll sing songs for you and treat you to wine.

I'll sing you songs about fate and parting, About a merry life and a senseless death. And, as before, we'll look each other in the eyes, And of course I'll want to sing again. And, as before, we'll look each other in the eyes, And of course I'll want to sing again.

And then I'll sing until tears, until dawn, Time will tremble on the ringing string. And I'll sing for you and hope somewhere deep inside That you'll never speak ill of me. And I'll sing for you and hope somewhere deep inside That you'll never speak ill of me.

I'll close my eyes, I'll forget the grievances, I'll forgive all that can and cannot be forgiven. But to others I will never, God is my witness, be that way, If something is wrong — please forgive me. But to others I will never, God is my witness, be that way, If something is wrong — please forgive me.