Текст песни Ирина Алегрова - я 20 раз тебя прощу

Dear, come to the phone
A woman's voice, she probably
It is a pity that she had not known laws
Do not call when the house wife

Are you confused my dear, rastroilas
Hiding in the smoke eye expression
What we have in this story will touch
I understand, believe me, not now!

But do not hope dear
What I will give you another
I'm with you twenty times easier
And twenty times to get back to you
I'll lie to you twenty times
What things will gather tomorrow
And twenty times everything will be back as it is now

We have each other with you, not strangers
How many of them, lived together days
Do not be silent to me dear
I want to know the truth about her
How many years?
The name of?
Who is she?
And what does it mean to you?
I will listen to tears swallowing
Hating and yet loving