This is what happens to me -
My old friend doesn't come to me
But in a useless hurry come all other people
That I don't want to see
But he
doesn't walk with them
And he understands it too
And I cannot understand reason of our quarrel
And both of us suffer.
This is what happens to me:
A girl that I don't like comes to me,
Put her hands down on my shoulders
And she steals me from another girl
But that girl-
say me, for God's truth,
what a man she put her hands down?
That girl
That I'm stolen from
She will steal for revenge.
She won't do it at once
She will live fighting with herself
And 'll unwittingly plan
someone that is far away.
Oh, there are so much
Nervous
And ailing
Needless relations
Friendships that are needless!
Where am I able to hide from it?!
Oh, someone
come here and
Destroy
Unit of foreign people
And disconnection of
Native souls (people)!
This is what happens to me.....
This is what happens to me.....