Текст песни Anatoly Prod. - Аккорд

You don't want to love her anymore
You don't want sweet lips anymore
It's not easy for you to forget everything
It hurts even more to bring it back

Nearby a glass and you're already drunk
Quit sports not long ago
Now to stir up a new romance
But your fingers can only strike a chord

Chord about pain about love
About how we became alone
Some are not in songs or verses
Only tears on my lips
And songs are only about the bottom
About how we were together
And only sweet rum on my lips
And you sit with your wine

You don't want to love me anymore
You don't want sweet lips anymore
It will be easier for you to forget me
So as not to carry a load on your heart

Another will come, he will caress you
In a tender bed with an armful of roses
And you will forget me forever
Like a light frost on the skin on the fingers

I'll play a chord of longing
How you became close
Close not in songs or verses
Only tears on my lips
And songs are only about the bottom
About how we were together
And only sweet rum on my lips
And you sit there with your ...