I heard you have another
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Well, how are you, cool?
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And to me at night your image
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Visible indistinctly
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Tired of imagining you in someone else's hands
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In my head you are mine and nothing more
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It's strange, because we have a completely different life
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I have a different one, our paths diverged
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And I understand that we will not have enough strength to return
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So maybe you just need to let go?
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But every day there is a question in my head:
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How are you there? |
Maybe it's not serious?
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Help, come, put everything back in place
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You are not mine, and I am no longer yours
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Droplets from the sky I catch you and no
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I open my hands, and you disappear again
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Droplets from the sky I catch you and no
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How are you, my dear? |
Oh yes, I forgot
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I will write to you, do not answer, please
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I'll ask you to forget, but it's not serious
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I ask you to delete my number
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No need, remember how you can love
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And do you really dream at night
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I wake up, type and erase again
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Maybe I should delete your number
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And don't call again
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But every day there is a question in my head:
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How are you there? |
Maybe it's not serious?
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Help, come, put everything back in place
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You are not mine, and I am no longer yours
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Droplets from the sky I catch you and no
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I open my hands, and you disappear again
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Droplets from the sky I catch you and no
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How are you, my dear? |
Oh yes, I forgot
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But every day there is a question in my head:
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How are you there? |
Maybe it's not serious?
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Help, come, put everything back in place
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You are not mine, and I am no longer yours |