Текст песни Супер-8 - Прощай, Амур

Swipe sheet life
And look at the sky.
A single trail of hundred
Led to you.

A faster time, unfortunately,
Flew suddenly.
Believe me, this was not,
Laughter and tears again.

Chorus:

Shoot arrows,
Flutters.
Do not you love God, and grief,
Your onions should be thrown into the sea.

For you to hang the wing,
And then all feather trim.
Yet, without any proofs,
Farewell, Cupid ...

Swipe the piece of life,
Days water through fingers
Without you torn string,
And to you twenty.

I ask you not only zhubys
In the islands, like Crusoe,
For our fate zaplelys
Tightly in a knot.