Ваня Stown ft. Dima Svecha - Залечи мои раны
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Залечи мои раны.
На чувствах не играй
Как на струнах гитары.
Просто прощай.
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Мы "фанами" друг друга были когда-то.
Тёплые слова и на стене плакаты.
Играли роли, непредсказуемый сценарий.
Режиссёры зря, нам эту роль дали.
Были поцелуи, постельные сцены.
Но чувства с ней, поимели не те мы.
Не было любви, а может и была.
Только если та, где чувства эта слова.
Помню как мы были, в пламенном флирте.
Ну а сейчас между нами даже не нити.
И я кричу, вы нам память сотрите.
Я больше не актёр, теперь просто зритель.
Вот, походу и настал конец фильма.
Но раны на душе, как-то болят сильно.
Сейчас титры, потом черный экран.
То что между нами было, судить увы вам.
Залечи мои раны.
На чувствах не играй
Как на струнах гитары.
Просто прощай.
Heal my wounds.
Do not play your feelings
Like on the strings of guitar.
Just goodbye.
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We were once "fans" once.
Warm words and posters on the wall.
They played roles, unpredictable scenario.
The directors are in vain, they gave us this role.
There were kisses, bed scenes.
But feelings with her, the wrong we had the same.
There was no love, or maybe it was.
Only if the one is where this word is.
I remember how we were, in a flame flirt.
Well, now between us is not even thread.
And I scream, you will mighty our memory.
I am no longer an actor, now just a spectator.
Here, the campaign came the end of the film.
But the wounds are in the soul, somehow hurt a lot.
Now the credits, then a black screen.
What was between us was alas to you.
Heal my wounds.
Do not play your feelings
Like on the strings of guitar.
Just goodbye.
Do not play your feelings
Like on the strings of guitar.
Just goodbye.
*****************************
We were once "fans" once.
Warm words and posters on the wall.
They played roles, unpredictable scenario.
The directors are in vain, they gave us this role.
There were kisses, bed scenes.
But feelings with her, the wrong we had the same.
There was no love, or maybe it was.
Only if the one is where this word is.
I remember how we were, in a flame flirt.
Well, now between us is not even thread.
And I scream, you will mighty our memory.
I am no longer an actor, now just a spectator.
Here, the campaign came the end of the film.
But the wounds are in the soul, somehow hurt a lot.
Now the credits, then a black screen.
What was between us was alas to you.
Heal my wounds.
Do not play your feelings
Like on the strings of guitar.
Just goodbye.