Текст песни Чичерина - Она

She comes to us
And the pink trail of her victories and troubles lasts.
She doesn't like sleeping alone.
Clutching in a warm hand the secrets of couples in love,
With your warmth on fire

When we were human, when we were
We left alone.
Played with fire
Until the very end.

Yesterday his wife left him,
Now they will grow old one at a time
She came to him yesterday
And the point here is not at all about what will happen to them later,
Today they have the same dream.

When we were human, when we were
We left alone.
Played with fire
Until the very end.