Текст песни Darina Getta - 31.10.2015

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How hard to live in this world.
How hard to be in this world.
And it helplessly wandering around every day,
Although sometimes hunt me fly like a bird.

Fly, forgetting all this fuss.
Forget all the evil, all hatred forever.
And only see peace and kindness,
Love and happiness to see forever.

But, unfortunately, our world is not fair.
Partly zhutok and even terrible.
He told me, although I am not fastidious.
This whole world is sometimes not perfect.

And in a series of quiet, peaceful days.
There will be the one that breaks the optimist.
Wrapped him in the shackles of the chain.
And before him on his knees slopes.

Today is the day, just probably one
What lick anyone in this world can.
Crashed plane over Egypt.
And the pain of losing our souls Eating.

We all mourn. And how can we not mourn?
Two hundred souls are now in the sky like birds.
How hard to live in this world.
How hard to be in this world.