It\'s a sin for me to complain about life,
Fate treated me with merciful love..
Usually accepted success, no vain,
Like a rainbow sparkled in the rain.
I was rich beyond my years and above,
I bathed in money, friends, ideal love.
And life blossomed like a wonderful garden,
And I enjoyed it all out of any border.
One summer evening maybe night
We celebrated the holiday of life.
She came up without heels shoes on
And offered me a dance of the passion.
Without a warm-up, we were carried away
Into the arms of sunny summer and cardio play
I put a ring on her refined finger,
And so I\'m wearing only light under.
But my best friend gave me advice:
You should wait — hurrying isn’t chance.
And all, the world is full of vipers now —
Tell her that you\'ve gone broke, shares down.
Having thought over this wish at mine
And by the fireplace, with goblet filled wine,
The She heard a confession mute silently,
Which became thunder for her very actually.
But in a cabin there is also happiness,
With hope, I search the sign in her eyes.
But I did not see the former passion,
And only tears on the cheeks kept session.
Where has the world brought you, ladies?
Where do you sell love to anybodies?
For gold, brooches from man pocket
You want to find fools.This is racket!
After all, with this you only ruin your life,
Burning all dollar bridges for truly love.
But you do not find happiness in life neath,
And absolutely no vis-à-vis.
Vis-a-vis by Yulia Bezhetseva
It\'s a sin for me to complain about life,
Fate treated me with merciful love.
Usually accepted success, no vain
Like a rainbow sparkled in the rain.
I was rich beyond my years, and above
I bathed in money, friends, ideal love.
And life blossomed like a wonderful garden,
And I enjoyed it all out of bo