Текст песни Екатерина Жужа - Время не лечит

Dim, tell me about his son,
He has what? Five?
And say hello to his Marina,
It's great that you were able to start a new life.

He married, started a family,
Successfully made a career.
(God comes to you).
And I? You know, I lost faith.

Sometimes I even cry at night.
Dim and because our days were so bad.
You know, often in the evenings
I write poems about you.

These snotty lines
"How I love, not your Dima"
This time my troubles,
True, they last for the fifth winter.

Hell, five fucking years
It passed since our last meeting.
You ushel.Ya molchala.Zanaves.Svet.
And now acquired the gift of speech.
(Time does not heal).

I am absolutely nobody
In his twenty-five adults.
You ask "what's new?" Nothing!
I could not start without you ...