Текст песни Лана Лу - Хоме

Hate me, please, hate,
That river is now up dripping,
That is now on the rails of the train, trams
Passed a circle the whole year.
Do not love me, so that the snow
Flooded my town that chill.
To me barefoot through the puddles
It comes on the blade-ice.
Hate me, curse,
And throw in your own words,
But what is worse - kiss goodbye,
I am ready to pass the ford.
Hate me, go away,
Every time you say it.
And when I leave again,
Do not tell lies to himself that will take place.

Only you know, I see all the same,
What are you happy to see me too.
You're glad .. I see ... all the same ...
"You think, Bat ... pass."

AG