Текст песни Светлана Патрушева - Слова

Pain deed words
You throw in me day by day.
Heart says: I'm not right,
And the soul burns my fire

I just good goodbye, everything, I'm leaving.
The world is broken by pain in half.
I can't cut the bird in my hands
Too much pain was us.

You have for pain a hundred reasons
I have for happiness none.
Chose out of thousands of men
Divide your fate with you.

I just good goodbye, everything, I'm leaving.
The world is broken by pain in half.
I can't cut the bird in my hands
Too much pain was us.

Let him fly to hell with the whole world
Just so I will not let you go!
Truth, shuddered to holes:
Without repenting, not sin.

I forgive everything, I return again,
I let go of the bird to heaven.
Love is born through the pain
Too much pain was us.