Don't you ever call onto Zlata's phone Maybe it's just me or because of me But she never picks it up
Maybe she can't hear it 'cause Of the friends at her home Or maybe she's just too sick Of forever being alone
Of course there's another day There's another life To ever catch a reply There's another second There's another recon Of her Bye-bye-byeis
Of course another day There's another life To ever catch a reply And in another life I will surely not survive And I will die
But she won't care! No, no she won't care at all...
Zlata is always tired of her artistic life But I also think that she's happy all the while Of her la-la-life She probably don't think that 'Cause of her sad attacks But her boy helps her a lot He's the best that she ever got
Of course there's another day There's another life To ever catch a reply There's another second There's another recon Of her Bye-bye-byeis
Of course there's another day There's another life Of Zlata's reply And in another life I will surely not survive And I will for real die die
But Zlata won't care Zlata won't care She won't care No, no, no,no she won't care at all...ah