Текст песни oel - Мрія

A week spent twirling themselves,
I commit an act of self-deception,
Like I have long spit at you,
All the feelings that were burned or melted
Go yourself out, just swallow my nerves,
Do not make me happy or smiling
For me, now you past former
I'll be glad to get rid of you
And just mad at myself from those thoughts
Because they are empty fiction, and not true
Not already afraid that once I naroblyu errors
Hey, I love you, hoping for a miracle

I dream about you
Stay, go away immediately,
pray, wait, do not go and return unto
I dream about you
Only seems likely to widen love
I ask: Stay with mnoy.

I do not believe that we will not
With you we never
But we must put an end,
For places already tired.