Текст песни Ксения Бахтина - Я тебя не люблю

I woke up today with a slight feeling of anxiety
Feeling emptiness in my soul:
Somehow quiet at heart and very easy
I decided that I really don't love you

I'm going to the ball, on a snowy branch of a tit
They look as I sit in my carriage.
Four rushes the blacks - they don't know yet
That I don't love you anymore

Menada rules the fun, your retinue is colorful
And you are the king at this ball
And you start a little flirtation with me
I will play along: because I do not love you

Timpani echoes the orchestra, you sit on the throne,
I give a curtsey to the king
You look into my eyes - I wrote a line in them:
"I do not love you"

And I sing a song to you without a shadow of embarrassment
Uncovering his soul in her:
Now I don't care what you say to it
I don't love you

I came home happy with myself
Remembering your game:
How I conducted everyone, even myself
I deceived that I do not love you