Текст песни Rosa Marena - Поплач

In a warm summer night, I had a dream,
A tear rolled from your sad eyes,
Face-to-face conversation, and I gave the floor to you,
Away from people, I said, I'll be alone.

Crying ... Crying ...
Crying ... Crying ...
Not for me, but cry.

With dreamy dawns that love the dawn there,
I'll be back alone and as always with nothing,
A moment of joy, followed by sadness, sadness ...
Why is this to me? I will be better than you ... myself ...

Crying ... Crying ...
Crying ... Crying ...
Crying ... Crying ...
Not for me, but cry.