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MARIIVA It hurts, it’s so painful
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Авторские права -MARI🇷🇺IVA-Legalstudiorecording (Стиль- hard rock, deep house.) MARIIVA Больно это же так больно - It hurts, it’s so painful -I -look at the clock, it’s already twelve.
-Time has passed in the nighttime melancholy.
-And nostalgia, where are you?
-And my bed, half‑asleep.
-And I’m looking at the white ceiling.
-Somewhere, this is happening again, and it’s all without words… -And the sun seems to be shining and they seem to be saying -It's probably necessary to understand somewhere -I don't care what the neighbors say -That my friends will leave me -And it's like the sky has turned black -And all these empty words -It hurts - it hurts so much -And no one knows how to live without you -It hurts - it hurts so much -And no one knows -what it's like to live without you -I forgive everything out of longing -I exclaim, help me -Forgive me, call me -And my stupidity turned into you -I lost eternal peace -Hurtful words -you offended me -Lying on the bed I have a cigarette in my hand, -And I'm not there at alI'm -And someone else's shadow is playing with me -No one knows why I'm doing this, Or why the moon is shining, or why I need it.. -And I’m dying without you... -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful -And no one knows how to live without you -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful -And no one knows how to live without you -It’s so painful… without you…without you…it hurts… -It hurts, it’s so painful… -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful. -And no one knows — how to live without you. -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful. -And no one knows — how to live without you. -It’s so painful… without you… without you… It hurts -it’s so painful…
Свидетельство о публикации №531519 от 8 августа 2026 года-Time has passed in the nighttime melancholy.
-And nostalgia, where are you?
-And my bed, half‑asleep.
-And I’m looking at the white ceiling.
-Somewhere, this is happening again, and it’s all without words… -And the sun seems to be shining and they seem to be saying -It's probably necessary to understand somewhere -I don't care what the neighbors say -That my friends will leave me -And it's like the sky has turned black -And all these empty words -It hurts - it hurts so much -And no one knows how to live without you -It hurts - it hurts so much -And no one knows -what it's like to live without you -I forgive everything out of longing -I exclaim, help me -Forgive me, call me -And my stupidity turned into you -I lost eternal peace -Hurtful words -you offended me -Lying on the bed I have a cigarette in my hand, -And I'm not there at alI'm -And someone else's shadow is playing with me -No one knows why I'm doing this, Or why the moon is shining, or why I need it.. -And I’m dying without you... -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful -And no one knows how to live without you -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful -And no one knows how to live without you -It’s so painful… without you…without you…it hurts… -It hurts, it’s so painful… -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful. -And no one knows — how to live without you. -It hurts, it hurts — it’s so painful. -And no one knows — how to live without you. -It’s so painful… without you… without you… It hurts -it’s so painful…
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