Текст песни Опіум - Було

You miss lonely,
Though the whole world in your hands
Underfoot abyss,
But behind the hard way.
In many you killed
And wounded gentle words,
A hair like rye,
Who touched and who dared.

Chorus:
No problem - lost,
Fell in love fled,
You loved
As skillful and as she could.
tempting,
Given to the end,
And, for some reason, not to remain.
Zarikalas, turned away,
As Hell
Yes, happy and smiling
All evil,
Maybe something did not work in the Rye,
And it was! ..

So not understand
What was looking for all this time
Peresiyala body and soul
Many image.
Hid the pain,
On the other took the train ticket,
And pleaded with destiny
To take a breath yet!

Chorus.

But it was ... but it was ...
It was ... but it was ...
Everything in you was ...
Everything in you was ...
It was ... it was ... it was ...

Chorus.

It does not matter ...