Текст песни Белый орёл - Ссора - не повод

Well that's all well, that's all
Separated forever with you.
Knocking rain on my window
Now you are no longer with me.

I am in a crowd of your eyes,
But I know that they are not there
And windows reflections
I am wrong oveet.

The quarrel is not an excuse, not a reason to give up
It can be seen long since we parted with you
The quarrel is not an excuse, but a sin you be offended
Just stole you from me other.

Draws Me Fall landscape
Oppress me grief and sadness
He misses the old public garden our
I know you're with another, well, so be it.

My love is still alive
It is my God it will save,
But the second raindrops
It is now you can not wait.

The quarrel is not an excuse, not a reason to give up
It can be seen long since we parted with you
The quarrel is not an excuse, but a sin you be offended
Just stole you from me other.

The quarrel is not an excuse, not a reason to give up
It can be seen long since we parted with you
The quarrel is not an excuse, but a sin you be offended
Just stole you from me other.

Just stole you from me other.
Just stole you from me other.