Текст песни 20 - Все, что было связано с нами - куплет

A little, quite a few but only one of them called me the most
And sobbed at night, behaved like a mother, called worried, swear, oral, blinked and pressed on pity
Differed in the telephone IV search for women's rooms, sms and flight analysis in the post office until the morning
Who is like who looks at who anyone called
Choose .. I or she?! And I chose.
A little, a lot but only one of them, forced me to think about myself when I fall asleep
I took my hand, "Love all anew, I believe your talent you do everything right."
I know happiness in the one with which I want to wake up in the morning and I have already become terribly interested in terribly, my son or my daughter will not go out, I just seem to know what your mom is called ..