Your heart is very cold,
I'm very cold beside you,
Your words are very sharp,
They are cut my weak arms.

I bleed, but all in vain,
She can not hear to me.
I pray to God in vain,
But he's with you together.

Does your soul is so cruel?
That you do not touch my tears.
Does your mind is so deaf?
That you don't want to obvious.

I try, I try to kiss you,
But you always disappear.
And making fun of me,
You ruthless play with me.

I try to change something,
You as before live day,
And there's no place for me,
But all in vain.

Does your soul is so cruel?
That you do not touch my tears.
Does your mind is so deaf?
That you don't want to obvious.

(љ Copyright: Нина Гакман, 2017
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