Текст песни Тина Кароль - Не упадет даже волос с моей головы

Not even the fall of hair from the head,
And do not freeze even the heart in silent dismay.
I'm not looking at this your fault,
When you kiss the wrong hands.
Saucer not glued, puzzles are not collected,
A silence cheek under your punch
And I get it, as desired.
You know, better with bruises on her face,
What the soul with knife. I closed the door,
Think now about myself as a fugitive
I think that said goodbye to me, like a beast.
I think, and can not think and just lie,
Chronicle endure time zalizhet wounds
Tomorrow everything will be back to his circuits,
And gold okoltsuet your ring.
I'll let you go, the bridges.
Do not scoff happiness, I would not notice ...
And not even a hair falls from my head,
If someday, somewhere you meet.