Текст песни Иван Кучин - Милая

Again, fate did not spare me,
Another hammered a nail into my soul.
Well, enough of us that have been with us
And we have enough of that did not come true.
I know myself - you have been sick with me,
I was not the one who needs you.
One foot stuck me in a dark past,
Well, another limped on taverns.

Honey, forgive me for my life ...
Cute, but, God knows, I love you ...

I love you, but as - I do not know,
And according to this for the love I'm not ready.
As the first snow, suddenly sad for May,
Flooded all to distant shores,
And so I, myself, and you are tormented.
You have returned to their usual farm,
Where sleepy husband, a sideboard, and the door key,
And at night - pillow bitter tears.

Honey, forgive me for my life ...
Cute, but God knows I love you ...