There is no way out without forgetting it, it is not ours
Love is once, it is not again, it is not ours
Some of them became fragrant with flowers
This is love, there is no loss in it, it is not ours
Sleep was cut in the eyes and the poo also exploded
Remember, but don't cry, it's not ours
No complaints, no acquaintances, no jokes
We just don't want to meet him, he's not ours
We say that even in the melody of pain in the burning fire
There is no metaphor, it is not ours
Love is unrequited, love is ruined, love is cry
There is no shore of this sea, it is not ours
Moon, sun, stars, the same sky, nothing in between
No complaints, no hints, they are not ours
Past memories had to be forgotten from the heart and returned
We no longer live in this city, it is not ours
This story is ours as well as yours
No one wins, no one loses, he is not ours
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