Dmitro Shaul - Уже не больно - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Don't be sad for him, he's not sad. The third highest sees you and will forgive everything. these clouds will cover your pain. You will understand for yourself, he is not your hero. Don't be sad for him, he's not sad. you will forget about the meetings of past grievances. Drops from the eyes, smeared on the cheek with your hand, it doesn’t hurt anymore, it’s the rain that’s to blame.

She was waiting for him. I looked out the window at night and wanted to believe that this was not a loss. but.. Thoughts are all about him. we'll survive everything. but there is a storm of emotions in my head about only one thing. who called him? yeah, that's nonsense. supposedly this pain inside had bound him with staples. divided equally different moments, but the crackle on the splice of the old film reel. The friends lost their temper. We've arrived. They wanted to get me out of this sadness. Doesn't know how to save himself. I wanted to, but my eyes were wet again, And there was no chance that he would come back. With a trembling palm, she rolled her iPhone into the wall. I wanted to call, he turned off the phone. In the heart, only he, until the morning, it will be easier for the two of us forever or never.

Don't be sad for him, he's not sad. The third highest sees you and will forgive everything. these clouds will cover your pain. You will understand for yourself, he is not your hero. Don't be sad for him, he's not sad. you will forget about the meetings of past grievances. Drops from the eyes, smeared on the cheek with your hand, it doesn’t hurt anymore, it’s the rain that’s to blame.

Lunch at the monitor. I checked my mail. In the basket are letters that tear your heart to shreds. Downloaded the music. Again advertising, cinema. I taught him to drive, but you are no longer for one thing. On the radio waves again love in verse. The tired DJ was confused about names. A week will pass and the only thing to worry about is work again, and Friday will be replaced by Saturday. She will come home and be alone again. He puts down a mug of coffee and sits deep in the window. There are thoughts in my head that lead to the very bottom. It's not worth your tears, you know it yourself. He won’t forget the words “I don’t need you.” What’s the point of love if there’s war in the messages. She closed her wet eyes with force, squinting. I came to terms with the idea that I would wake up alone again...

Don't be sad for him, he's not sad. The third highest sees you and will forgive everything. these clouds will cover your pain. You will understand for yourself, he is not your hero. Don't be sad for him, he's not sad. you will forget about the meetings of past grievances. Drops from the eyes, smeared on the cheek with your hand, it doesn’t hurt anymore, it’s the rain that’s to blame.