Текст песни EA7 - Прости меня моя жена

Cold again evening,
   He heals a sick soul ...
   When will the game end?
   Breaking a mask from my heart,
   I scream without fear,
   That she needs me alone.

   Chorus:

   And I love her alone,
   My dear little girl.
   Again, her soul suffers,
   Forgive me my wife.
   And I love her alone,
   My dear little girl.
   Let life bitter taste of wine,
   Forgive me, my wife.

2.Mne smile so warm,
   And memory can not,
   Forget the warmth and tenderness of the day ...
   And every minute,
   I am punished by parting,
   Oh, you cruel fate ...