Фати Царикаева - Как дела
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Alternating days, I didn't count the nights
It was as if it was mine, yet it belonged to no one
I didn't even get an answer to a single question
Was it all serious, or was it just nonsense?

I treated you with coldness
But I myself fell ill
I was fire and gunpowder
But I burned myself

So how are you?
How are things there?
How are you doing?
On different sides
How are you doing?
And in response
Only the silence of the dial tone
And no answer

So how are you?
How are things there?
How are you doing?
On different sides
How are you doing?
And in response
Only the silence of the dial tone
And no answer

I catch glances from the crowd
But I can no longer find your eyes there
There are no such reasons, and it doesn't hurt anymore
Only your voice still resonates

I treated myself with coldness
I weakened, but I waited
I was fire and gunpowder
And I came back to life

So how are you?
How are things there?
How are you doing?
On different sides
How are you doing?
And in response
Only the silence of the dial tone
And no answer

So how are you?
How are things there?
How are you doing?
On different sides
How are you doing?
And in response
Only the silence of the dial tone
And no answer