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

He does not be sad for him, he does not be sad. The third highest sees you and will forgive you everything. These clouds will drag your pain. You will understand yourself, he is not your hero. He does not be sad for him, he does not be sad. You will forget about the meetings of past grievances. Drops from the eyes are smeared on the cheek with your hand no longer pains it rain with everything to blame. She was waiting for him. I looked at the window at night I wanted to believe that this is not a loss. But .. Thoughts are all about him. We will survive everything. But in the head a storm of emotions is only about one thing. Who called him. Well, nonsense. Allegedly, this pain inside was cut off with brackets. She divided various points equally, but the crack on the gluing of the old film. Girlfriends fell off. Arrived. They wanted to get out of this sadness. He does not know how to save himself. She herself wanted, but again wet eyes, and there is no chance that he will go back. With a trembling palm, she turned into the iPhone wall. I wanted to call, he turned off the phone. In the heart, only until the morning it is easier to be easier or never. He does not be sad for him, he does not be sad. The third highest sees you and will forgive you everything. These clouds will drag your pain. You will understand yourself, he is not your hero. He does not be sad for him, he does not be sad. You will forget about the meetings of past grievances. Drops from the eyes are smeared on the cheek with your hand no longer pains it rain with everything to blame. Lunch for the monitor. I checked the mail. In the basket of writing that the heart tears to shreds. Downloaded music. Again advertising, cinema. She taught him to drive, but you are more than one more. On the waves of the waves again love in verses. The tired DJ was confused in the names. A week will take place and only one care is again, and Saturday will change on Friday. She will come home, she will be alone again. Put a mug with coffee, sit in deep windows. In the head of the thoughts that lead to the bottom. This is not worth your tears, you know yourself. Words will not forget \ "I do not need you \" why love, if the messages are war. By force, she closed, squinting, wet eyes. She reconciled with the idea that he would wake up again .. He would not be sad for him not sad. The third highest sees you and will forgive you everything. These clouds will drag your pain. You will understand yourself, he is not your hero. He does not be sad for him, he does not be sad. You will forget about the meetings of past grievances. Drops from the eyes are smeared on the cheek with your hand no longer pains it rain with everything to blame.