Where are you dear? Where did the dear hide her eyes?
Show me. You hate me, I know!
Yesterday your friend rubbed me here about you here,
What you were before me and what you are now.
I heard such nonsense, but did not believe a word,
Today I was in our place - tomorrow I will be again.
Everything has changed, why did you leave the contact?
With another now, oh well ?! And I'm alone - like that.
Now all alone and it became somehow sad at once,
I remembered how they fought, then these stupid phrases.
Was I everything to you then? - Just an acquaintance.
Now everything is different, do you hear ?! Everything is different.
In my words there are minor notes, but you don't whine to me there,
Like, pride, because I am different a priori.
Tell me, why do we hide our love behind the curtains?
Did you find out? now try to answer for what?
When eye to eye for the last time, it hurts.
When you don't know what to say to your face, it's difficult.
When it’s the very last match is important.
When alone among the tall masts, it's scary.
I guess I don't remember you
And the dawn cries after the darkness
I will save our moments
If I remember you
Don't tell me that you don't need me
What we both lost, I alone will not find
You fall in my eyes even though we're not on ice
And I preferred you to one billion
But now you and I can't find happiness
For causing such pain - have mercy
You slept with him, and said: it was "Tea with him"
I no longer take offense, with whom you want to communicate
We knew each other for a reason, it turned out in vain
My heart wanted you, but I said you can't
You did not betray anyone there, but yourself
Are you sad? Are my words funny?
Well, yes, it really hurts my eyes, I myself know
Heartache just tears and crawls out
When the heart is free and the mind is alas not busy
Your life potential like this bit is frozen
When eye to eye is the last time it hurts
When you don't know what to say to your face, it's hard
When is the very last match - important
When alone among the tall masts, it's scary
When you no longer love, but communicate - it's boring
When you cheat, what else you love is rude
When you part in the shower for the first time - empty
When you plunge into memories, it's sad