Living human gets used to everything
I guess I will
If God allows, if God allows
To pretend that it doesn't insult me
when you push me away
to save at least that what can be saved
Not to ask you with who
you spend every night
and why don't we sleep like before
not to allow the anger to win
and to break everything
when you come from her in the morning
Welcome, friends
to our little sharade
you have invitations
it's best in the city
open the champagne
let's go crazy
and take off our clothes
we will still have our masks
Living human gets used to everything
I guess I will
If God allows, if God allows
To pretend that I don't hear you
when you say something bad to me
to save at least that what can be saved
Not to curse the day
when I said Yes
your children i gave birth to
and to play around with everyone
not to get nervous
for seeing you with other woman