Текст песни Seniors Company - Ничто не может быть вечно

And you do not expect him to call in the evening, as she did before
Release him at night in the club not to beg mom
Reading a love note with irony
In the notebook there were strangers guys names
Not jealous of his more to their beauties, podrugam¬
To his house no longer can just enter without knocking
Lessons are not truant do not call him at recess
His portrait adorns the walls of the house
Not so carefully prepared for your rendezvous
Not so long drawn minutes of parting with him
On his desire to speak longer shy
Or maybe just do not want him to cheat
Not so close to your heart has its gifts
Hand- not so gentle, Potselui- not so hot
Once again he canceled a meeting with him, citing weather
I do not understand what is going on
Maybe the love go?
Nothing could be forever, time is fleeting
All changes, put into place
Niggle feeling as though my heart is empty
Just believe everything will be better, because it means they need
Nothing lasts forever, time is fleeting
One more the other less used to it already
This is our life: parting, meeting new people
All the better, everything will be better, only believe ...
And you do not want to share her secrets
And you already afraid to go for it at the end of the world
In conversation with her is put aside your eyes
Every day, more rarely call her name
Free time
Fewer to be together
Can not you see it in my dreams, do not spend more to her songs
Reduce the weight of her tips for you
From it not distills its competitors
Most had forgotten the date of her birth
Even so, as before, do not listen to her opinion
Do not immediately recognize her voice over the phone
Do not worry when her late not at home
Increasingly, your meetings become dependent on the weather
Both of you are on the path to happiness, but on different roads
Why are you doing it already crazy not to?
I do not understand what is going on?
Maybe the love go?
When two hearts are not lonely without each other,
When a loved one is called "just a friend"
When alone with himself increasingly want to be
Maybe the love go?
When paradise turned into hell in your tent
At the heart of emptiness and difficult decisions
When a loved one becomes simply passers-by
Maybe the love go?