Текст песни Алла Федоришина - Третий лишний это я, Я люблю, а это зря.

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Odd I,
I love it and for good reason.
You're not an angel,
Wow.
But forgive,
You me.
My tears like water,
Not worthy of you.
So much I want to say,
But few actually speak.
I am afraid to open the soul,
And like a snail hiding in the body.
Hiding all under the guise of indifference
I do not wait for your return.
Suppose that after I hear the "cold, cynical"
But I will not follow you.
How rarely mi with each other talking.
... Hurry. As always in a hurry somewhere.
Sometimes none but they know themselves what they were doing.
And they fell silent again guilty.
And year after year, day after day.
My thoughts were about the same.
I always want to be with you beat,
I want to give you warmth.
Even though you already have another,
But I have no life without you!
Because I love you!
Let the error but not in vain ...