Текст песни CUTE - Цифра 5

They have already met half a year
And my heart was bad weather.
Firmly all forget, there is no chance
His response was also "no"
And the rain drumming on the windows,
Already that day.
But you're near me,
After all, you - my shadow.
And number 5 is written on the wrist
The ultimate in the ticket is registered.
And we are leaving forever
Each other we do not know,
We're not even friends.
But I do it not jealous,
With her tantrums, I bit high.
Get you managed it.
A gaze burn me she could not.
I learned to ignore it.
Do not understand how it happened that
Your eyes pierced me
And my heart beat again in tact ...