Мария Зайцева - Его имя ломает психику - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

He is any expensive to see how you are. You do not find a place for yourself, you won't sleep at night.

And he would be mocking - waiting for the fault of the trouble.

And you would be the head, endlessly from the lines in the line.

You have no rules to play feelings and not in the power to put the point.

And he likes it terribly, smiles, melts tin.

What is like you're beautiful - I lost my head from him.

And you write him messages, your ciphers are sissed by hints ...

And you believe and wait so devoted - that in his chest he has something like

Not loved, stupid, not to give himself.

What are you sitting sutul-sad, your phone is in his hands ...

Neither the call nor the letter nor the news - you will not receive from it .. do not wait. We must just get together with the forces - and tell yourself - let go.

His name breaks the psyche, on the temples there is barely links - it is very difficult to love a man - who does not love you.

You are without rules play feelings - I can not put the point.

And I would like to be wounded ... again in the notebook behind the line - the line.