Текст песни Дима Билан - Так устроен это мир

On broken dreams
Do not dilute the fire again
Where fear is born
Do not find peace
And the hand will not tremble
And the pain pulse at the temple
For the love of love pay
How then can we live
Tell me, tell me

That's the way the world
What we have - we do not store
True one - yes or no
But sometimes, you know, love is not right

What we have - we do not store
But this world is arranged
Yes or no, a thousand years
We do not find an answer

In broken serdtsam
Perhaps you can go
But where, if there is
Salvation is not found
You can change everything
Rip, start from scratch
For the love of love pay
How then can we live
Tell me, tell me

That's the way the world
What we have - we do not store
True one - yes or no
But sometimes, you know, love is not right

What we have - we do not store
But this world is arranged
Yes or no, a thousand years
We do not find an answer