Текст песни Наталья Беляева - Той, которая плачет...

You gave himself without reserve ,
She sang an ode to his love ,
Kissing his sensitive , sweet ,
They breathed and lived them alone .

You gave him a night of passion ,
And without requiring something in return ,
I do not give yourself a sense of power ,
Without rising from his knees broken .

But this you can see nature ,
What I am ready to tolerate and forget
Do not be silly , of course, not a fool ,
Only the word peace can be broken ... ) ) )

Think about it....