Текст песни Юлия Началова - Герой не моего романа

Burned leaves in festive fire
and fall silently admired the forest,
the first time you told me in love,
and he called me his Princess
And I thought my hour has not come
that the love I also dumate early.
I answered, laughing gaily,
you're not the hero of my novel!
How quickly a year passed after year
I did not notice how povzraslela
and you still love repeating
nazival and his queen.
And I thought my hour has not come
that the love I also dumate early.
I answered, laughing gaily,
you're not the hero of my novel!
A zavtrashem not speculate bottom
love is not treasured and not pitied
and I did not notice in a clear dream
Founded you another queen.
Itself does not love has saved
I laugh at the meeting and at the heart of the wound,
I'm too late ponel
without you there my novel !!!!!