LYRICS

Pretty woman at the bar asked me why
anyone not talk like glass.
Say goodbye to love,
which ended without a trace.

Chorus:
Farewell to two, three, how will you tell me?
I know of four will now hurt.
farewell to two of the three will even tears.
Our people - empty cups .

Intruders tonight are probably a hundred
Orkestara blew the fifth time, I do not know why
so what love is already ship without sails

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