Текст песни Марина Александрова - Не любишь

I waited for you in vain for many years,
I did not quit night in the house,
But three years went outside the windows of winter,
There, the blizzard came out, probably crazy
Nothing foreshadowed change
But Winter passed, and what came to replace?

On the table white wine,
For a hundred years, the first flowers,
Only I know anyway
What I don't love me.

I was waiting, but why didn't he come
A black cat is moving the road
Hot summer will be white houses.
Winter will never end.
I look in my face someone else, my God,
But do not get up and do not leave the most.

On the table white wine,
For a hundred years, the first flowers,
Only I know anyway
What I don't love me.

On the table white wine,
For a hundred years, the first flowers,
Only I know anyway
What I don't love me.