I'm listening to the song about happy love
which brings joy and beauty
happiness comes often in the songs
but so rarely in life
Roses are blooming only in the songs
like every lie on your lips
the end of the song tells us the truth
Like other woman's hands in your hair
and the end of the song tells us the truth
Like other woman's hands in your hair
Like in the song we weren't happy
we broke up at the beginning of our journey
I'd give everything to relive that time
like in the song, for at least five minutes
Roses are blooming only in the songs
like every lie on your lips
the end of the song tells us the truth
Like other woman's hands in your hair
and the end of the song tells us the truth
Like other woman's hands in your
The only thing romantic are the songs
now it's time of modern love
the number is what matters, and name what doesn't
love fast, forget fast
Roses are blooming only in the songs
like every lie on your lips
the end of the song tells us the truth
Like other woman's hands in your hair
and the end of the song tells us the truth
Like other woman's hands in your