Текст песни Ivashov - Не жалей

Ivashov - Do not be sorry (mus., Cl .: A.Ivashov)

You had fun, became morose
On the morning of brine lechish mind
You rezhesh screaming silence
Zovёsh her, her alone

Love Story, was left behind ...

CHORUS:
You're about it
Do not be sorry
Do not throw in the maelstrom, into the void
You soon
From soul sorrow rather chase
To see the beauty of the world again
You're about it ...

You lost friends, they are not
You do not access the Internet
Forgotten your iPhone in a PIN
As the hermit crab you alone

Love Story, was left behind ...

You're about it
Do not be sorry
Do not throw in the maelstrom, into the void
You soon
From soul sorrow rather chase
To see the beauty of the world again
You're about it ...

You now seriously
Intoxicate head wine
And the rain knocking at your window

There will come a clear day tomorrow
Open the door to the sun
Everything will be fine, trust me!

You're about it
Do not be sorry
Do not throw in the maelstrom, into the void
You soon
From soul sorrow rather chase
To see the beauty of the world again
You're about it ...