Текст песни 2. Irina Rizaeva - The Wind

I know you will forget of
What you said to me
I’ll stop keeping the track on
What and who you did

Chorus
Nothing’s happened, I’m happy, ordinarily weird,
Invisible audience laughing with me
The wind is waving my skirt and I fly like bird
I don’t miss you.

Artistic as it is
This opera's full of soap.
No talents you impressed me with
No tears would drop.

Chorus