Текст песни Progress - Девчёнка в 18 лет

Girl 18 years old
I look for that love, that there is no
Which in all the books read
About this love she had dreamed.
Girl sitting at the window
And quietly crying,
Tears in her eyes hand wipes
Not to understand why her only play
Love great promise
And then suddenly throw
Black long hair
Blue eyes,
Beautiful figure,
The girl no matter where!
By passing it is impossible not to look back
It makes the image even the sleeper to wake up
Modest beauty
I do not like it
God sent an angel
This poor light.
But something he forgot
Her gift of happiness
Why no one can fall in love with it seriously?
Boys words this girl ruin
It is said that the female sex
Ears often likes.
A couple of kind words
A couple of promises
And here it is in front of you,
Like a snowflake melts.
You trust yourself,
In the game your playing.
In your words believing
It is something to expect.
Using manish trust her to bed,
And in the morning you say,
What do you have to run.
Girl 18 years old
I realized that there is no happiness
Sitting by the window as soon as
And again, it's waiting for you ...
Cried Guitar
With it, she cries.
And on this sad song
String breaks
Let now the guitar better shut up
Let the girl today, no longer sad
So many insults,
So many false words
She was tired of suffering
From all false pattsanov.
She was fed up
Pain and separations.
She was tired of crying
From the unworthy pangs.
Dressing easier,
Generally complete debauchery
She now shows
The world of her rich.
Fake shine and look
She is ready for anything
Changes modest life,
At night the craft.
She forgot about the sadness
And what of separation
Now these men are tortured flour.
Are confronted
They ask only her hands.
Now its all love
And they want her love ...
Girl 18 years old
I realized that happiness is
Just do not have the love
I can not buy ...