Текст песни София Ротару - Говорят - всё пройдёт

I do not know who - il sinner a saint,
I love my stole .
would have the gold, paid generously used ,
That he gave her .

They say - everything goes , only the words ,
You teach me how to save our happiness .
They say - everything goes . But do not cry,
Remember me, and forgive our destiny ..

Not my love has brought trouble,
As thunder from clear skies .
Light reigns , God - I'll find it ,
And he will give you.