Текст песни Александр Матюхин - М. Шехтман. Нелюбовь

Life is like a ball , throw - catch ! -
And in her eyes I read anguish ...
I'm used to your dislike ,
As if to close the collar .

And I'll take your hand ,
And their lack of will be surprised .
So I got used to your dislike ,
What I am no longer afraid of it.

Ahead, shivering from the cold ,
Through the marsh reeds ...
About love you sang , the soul ?
So Go and Now I will dance !

I Had - drowning , and burning ,
And jumping off a cliff into the darkness -
And I could not, would not , did not dare
Learning to live alone ,
Without you…

Ho again Call
And abhor - roam the ice ... !
I'm used to your dislike .
I will not give it .