Текст песни Александр Ткаченко - Наваждение

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I did not believe that love is parting.
I did not believe that then there would be expectations.
I did not think that I would forgive and forgotten,
I did not think I wanted and believed the miracle.

I did not like winter cold and snow.
I did not like the Spring slush and the wind.
I could not understand the Father of the Wise Council.
I thought everything from the end and did not regret it.

I was left from you a black mark.
I was left of you only a handful of ash.
I could not believe in the vice of a concise essence.
About fate do not speak not happy you will be.

But I understood and went in the right direction.
But I understood and went away.
But I cured myself a pair-triple lines.
And I posted myself on a colored sheet.

Just just I hated everything.
Just only I hurt you.
I just figured out in my actions.
I just thought myself was afraid.