Why me, you let go of the spring,
When I am in the night, without looking back, leaving?
I know you loved me desperately,
And I thought I loved another.
I left, and you did not saw off …
Following did not look out of open doors.
But … I spree spree … Bewitched
I spring merry noise poplars.
Chorus:
I want to go back. Call me …
I want to go back at the end of the day.
I want to go late at night.
I want to go to be with you.
I want to go to be with you.
And that other — that devastated me.
And I realized, when absolutely sank,
That in this life only you loved me,
That in this life I loved you one.
Chorus (X2):
I want to go back. Call me …
I want to go back at the end of the day.
I want to go back to the late hour of the night.
I want to go back to be with you.
I want to go to be with you.