Don't tell me it's all gone and empty.
That's what you think.
It's the love you remember often,
So you didn't forget him, that's a fact.
You hold him to your heart.
In frosty night, to not warm.
You run and you return again,
For without him you cannot live.
Curse the time when we met,
You're completely out of your mind.
But, you know, what you wanted,
Again and again about him says.
Often the heart does not understand:
Why not give love to live?
But who would dare to do it,
He does not know what hurts...
