Текст песни ЖаНаР дУгАлОвА - Про Любовь

Not by your silence, not by your words,
You will not make yourself stop loving.
If you want, we will become native enemies
But dear strangers, we - not to be.
You live in your home without sorrow
Don't let me open the door
I do not argue with the sun or the downpour, I will still knock softly.
And sob and then smile
Looking out your window secretly.
When you admire your wife
With his son running barefoot.
And when you live, you turn gray
You will become kinder to people, believe me. And with all your heart you will pity me
And silently open the door for me
You will treat me with homemade bread,
And pour me dry wine.
And you will cry about the past, yesterday,
And you will understand, one day you will understand.
That all my life I did not know about it, You were kept by my love.
That guarding your house from grief
I stood at your door ...