Лірник

(музика Чура)

Ой, де ж тая правда?
Жива чи померла?
Чом злая неправда
Увесь світ зажерла?

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This is for all the woman That has been stripped of their innocences She was daddy's little girl But no matter what they kept their head up And this is my way to say

There go your big black limousine Shakin' your booty for the magazine Pickin' and posing like a wannabe It ain't right It ain't right Such a waste of life Maybe you forgot how we live down

Приспів: Стоп! Не для розпродажу серця. Собою буду до кінця. Не все для продажу... не все... Не все... не все... Стоп! Не для розпродажу життя. Немає цін на почуття. Не все для продажу... не все... не все... не все... Різке падіння

Oh baby Baby, I stay in love with you Dying inside 'cause I can't stand it Make or break up Can't take this madness We don't even really know why All I know is baby I try

Every night I sit and cry Every night I sit and wonder why Is still nobody knows? And we living in houses of rosen rose And yet we so far apart And it's also hard