Текст песни Olivia - Диалог шестой

I beg you - enough!
Breast- beating about the word wall .
And , writing poems , tear them ,
Soul goading again into the blood .

I ask you - take it easy ,
And forget about former love .
Err, hope, fear ,
But not of the penalty himself !

Do not torment , hoping for a miracle ,
And clap the door to the past .
Well, I 'll just close by,
Barely audible whisper : " Do you believe ."