Текст песни Безлицев Григорий Александрович - Ты позади меня стояла...

You stood behind me
I felt the touch of my hands
But somewhere it got colder
Now to you, I'm just a friend.

I quietly sat by the fireplace
And a bunch of pictures dragged
One at a time, leisurely,
Every one of them burned them on fire!

But it did not pass, but it did not cool down,
The feeling that grew in me
And only sparkled brighter,
I thought it was dark inside.

You didn’t love me,
You just used me
You didn’t love me,
But still she was with me.