Текст песни Романс - Мне Нравиться, Что Я Больна Не Вами...

I like that you're sick is not me ,
I like that I'm not sick of you,
I never heavy globe
Do not drift away beneath our feet .

I like that you can be funny -
Disbanded - and do not play with words ,
And not blush suffocating wave ,
Lightly touched sleeves .

Thank you, heart and hand
For what you got me - not knowing it! -
So dislike for my night's rest ,
For the rarity of seeing sunsets ,

For our negulyanya under the moon,
For the sun is not above our heads -
For what you are , alas, not sick of me,
For the fact that I , unfortunately, do not you sick !