Текст песни Озода Ахатова - душа моя болит

What to do me the soul is sick
Doesn't look in my eyes she
My love is not so you
Another heart gave (x2)

Love cowaren and gentle
Rich the poor in front of her equal
And in the afternoon and at night they need
Love Beauty Moon (X2)

I talked about love
But it would be better if I did not know about her
I wounded the heart into the blood
I stayed in the world I am anything

I wounded the heart into the blood
I stayed in the world I am anything

What to do me the soul is sick
Doesn't look in my eyes she
My love is not so you
I gave another heart

Tell people how can i be
To which doctor go
What pills to drink
To stop loving it (x2)

There is no beautiful dispute
But I'm more expensive to all she
In her eyes a special light
And what is my fault

In her eyes a special light
And what is my fault

What to do me the soul is sick
Doesn't look in my eyes she
My love is not so you
I gave another heart

What to do me the soul is sick
Doesn't look in my eyes she
My love is not so you
Another heart gave (x2)

My love is not so you
I gave another heart