Текст песни Jeyma - Не теми

Forget me, my windows over the candles do not burn,
A good evening to pick up all the anchors,
Back is not turned to shut the door,
And no one else to trust.
Forget me, with you our wounds no longer hurt,
And while no one treats all burn
In its golden lights.

I look at the sky - I'm no longer a problem,
Burnt, I had been ill.
I think all the time and under the old scheme.
Just in case we were not the ones.

Forget me, in my world too closely the two shadows,
And it would be unfair to all the change in me,
It does not disappear easily, change passwords,
After all, you're a long time themselves sick.
The Waters dive my credo.
Do not say anything, so many songs already sung.
Too late to promise, I forgive you, and learn to forgive.

I look at the sky - I'm no longer a problem,
Burnt, I had been ill.
I think all the time and under the old scheme.
Just in case we were not the ones.