Текст песни Nancy Rich - koroleva

- my little friend,
We have separated,
We are waiting for rains
waiting for full bitterness strings,
The medium gathering people hiding by vice.

You were not faithful - dismiss, I, too.
knew how to give 220 by nerves,
Like the north wind pale your skin ..
Nothing is forever and we, perhaps, too.

You turned out to be a regular bullet,
You disengaged my coat.
I smelled when I spoke about eternity -
You were fooling once to believe me.

- my little prince,
you know, do not you?
that if there were no boundaries,
And it would be possible to divide on zero -
I would always lose control,
When stood
nearby
with you.