Марта Ворон - Хватит о нас - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Enough. Hurt. Come on not about the meaning of life. Come on how I fought for you, and how I would like to be strong. Come on how I climbed, rushed, contracted, about how I believed and loved you, and how I did not get you.

Enough. Hurt. Come on not about us at all. Come on other people who are the same, like us, about those who fell in love in the fall, but could not survive until winter. Come on how they checked each other, did not believe, but cherished, and even at times tried to play love. It's a shame, they did not believe in the performances, they only believed in pain.

Enough. Hurt. Why talk about others? Come on what we will be next. I am a stupid tantrum, you are a sore psycho. For a long time no longer a favorite boy. Come on how we will accidentally meet, on the street, in the bar, in the shower. We will hide our eyes and be afraid to admit that it is better for both of us.

Easier.

Easier.