Текст песни Михаил Шуфутинский - Милая жена

Do we have ceased to talk about love?
Something in my soul was lost, let me try you
Explain their feelings.
Previously love was hot, muchilos heart fire.
Years fly light flock, you become a gentle mistress
The house and my heart.

CHORUS:
I was in the money, I was in debt,
I always holds dear wife.
That would not change in this life I,
Forever true dear wife.

Beautiful women so much, nothing to do with beauty,
But in the bustling stream of life without you is lonely
And airless empty.
Like a favorite book, I read your soul,
But sometimes on the verge of a passionate and timid anxiety
I like a little boy, I stand.

CHORUS.