Текст песни апина - Не молчи не молчи моя соперница

She rings the phone and is silent
And hangs up the phone barely hears me
Her silence is how music sounds
A sad song with a title
With the title
Third wheel
She is his lover and I am his wife
And who is happier among us and who is unhappy
Perhaps we have drunk happiness in full
However, I have already forgotten what happiness is
Don't be silent don't be silent my rival
See i don't offend you
People like me are usually married
And they dedicate poems and songs to you
Don't be silent don't be silent my rival
And let's chat like a woman
The windmill turns its wings for you
And I was ruined by a golden cage
Our common husband is too businesslike with you
He has a mistress in the state
But once he was happy only with me
And the new Russian was not at all he was not once
Wife as everyone knows is not a wall
If necessary, you can move it.
And in the crumpled receiver of the telephone silence
And my life has already passed halfway
Don't be silent don't be silent my rival
See i don't offend you
People like me are usually married
And they dedicate poems and songs to you
Don't be silent don't be silent my rival
And let's chat like a woman
The windmill turns its wings for you
And I was ruined by a golden cage
The windmill turns its wings for you
And I was ruined by a golden cage