There is a lot of ice in the glass, you are also cold,
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I want to run away, but what did you glue me with?
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There isn't a day that I don't stop thinking about it -
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It's poison and I'm slowly freezing in it.
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My music is blind too
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You are not worthy of letters, but words rained down.
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I'm not able, apparently, just to forget you,
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After all, it's night outside the window, and you're in my head again.
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And it's foolish to accuse me of your own sins,
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You are so afraid of being alone, but this is just fear.
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In fact, you don't care who warms your hands next to you,
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You love only yourself as long as you are loved in a circle.
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Your girlfriends give advice, your sanity
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It will just turn off and you will continue to beat the dishes,
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I loved you, but how did you become a bitch?
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Chorus:
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I'm flying down for you!
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I'm so sick of being with you
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Don't need to be with you
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I know it!
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I'm flying down for you!
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I'm so sick of being with you
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Don't need to be with you
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But I'm dialing your number!
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Campaign, not fate,
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But no one asked to leave.
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Let the dubar in the hearts now
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And there is a thin thread on the hair.
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Crazy about your eyes
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I see it so often in my dreams.
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But the devil filled them
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And drowning there is certain death.
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I still pray for you under the icons
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I know that I will not return, but you are forever mine now,
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Can you bear this pain?
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But collapse means returning to you.
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Don't start here about betrayal to me,
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There is no cure for it - love is doomed!
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"I feel so stuffy to be with you, I don't need to be with you,"
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I love you and it's useless to lament here.
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Chorus:
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I'm flying down for you!
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I'm so sick of being with you
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Don't need to be with you
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I know it!
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I'm flying down for you!
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I'm so sick of being with you
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Don't need to be with you
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But I'm dialing your number! |