Living alone is a line of sorrow
I'm not looking for you every day because of loneliness
I closed the door and sang in the corner of the room with pride
Drunk memories come up every day, I can't find you
I don't want a life where tears come every day ...
How many emotional excesses, how many bets to be yours
I understand that all the moments feel good now
Your whimsy and my misunderstanding
I didn't really want you to suffer ....
Rate to money means love for all songs and poems
Let the daughter-in-law mourn in the father's face
I didn't want a life where tears come every day
I will be very strong, I will be chained with emotion
As if tears do not fall from the eyes
You see, I'm going to change a lot
My ideal love will be sold anonymously ...
The hypocrites are buying talent for money at noon
May the day of true love be won by some people who are lovers in Faktal
I don't want a life where tears come every day ..