This is Ivan...
Hush-hush!
This is Ivan....
It was a normal day, not a spring one for sure
I clearly remember you were on your own
Delivering letters and I got addicted.
Cigarette ash and a lonely park
101 pieces of advice how to make the first move
I'm biting my nails to shreds but I feel shy to come up to you
Chorus:
I hate, hate myself
Because all my friends know
That if I confess my love to you and you don't say Yes
I'll feel ashamed, feel ashamed
The days are getting shorter, I don't feel like waiting
I save myself from loneliness
I'm so earnestly longing for your glance which is at letters
Once again I complain to myself about my guts
No money on me and I bought perfume
Despite pretty clouds you'll be tantalised by a scent.
Chorus:
I hate, hate myself
Because all my friends know
That if I confess my love to you and you don't say Yes
I'll feel ashamed, feel ashamed
You were so delicate while crossing my yard
I tried to start a conversation against all suggestions plan
And failed but you understood everything all right
You'll say I'll feel ashamed
I'll feel ashamed
You'll say I'll feel ashamed
I'll feel ashamed
Chorus:
I hate, hate myself
Because all my friends know
That if I confess my love to you and you don't say Yes
I'll feel ashamed, feel ashamed
I hate, hate myself
Because all my friends know
That if I confess my love to you and you don't say Yes
I'll feel ashamed, feel ashamed
Yes, I'll feel ashamed, ashamed, ashamed
To come up, up, up to you.