текст песни Abba

I don't wanna talk 
 About the things we've gone through 
 Though it's hurting me 
 Now it's history 
 I've played all my cards 
 And that's what you've done too 
 Nothing more to say 
 No more ace to play 
The winner takes it all 
 The loser standing small 
 Beside the victory 
 That's her destiny 

 I was in your arms 
 Thinking I belonged there 
 I figured it made sense 
 Building me a fence 
 Building me a home 
 Thinking I'd be strong there 
 But I was a fool 
 Playing by [bad word] 

 The gods may throw a dice 
 Their minds as cold as ice 
 And someone way down here 
 Loses someone dear 
The winner takes it all 
 The loser has to fall 
 It's simple and it's plain 
 Why should [bad word]  

 But tell me does she kiss 
 Like I used to kiss you? 
 Does it feel the same 
 When she calls your name? 
 Somewhere deep inside 
 You must know I miss you 
 But what can I say  [bad word] must be obeyed 

 The judges will decide 
 The likes of me abide 
 Spectators of the show 
 Always staying low 
 The game is on again 
 lover or a friend 
 big thing or a small 
 The winner takes it all 

 I don't wanna talk 
 If it makes you feel sad 
 And I understand 
 [bad word] to shake my hand 
 I apologize 
 If it makes you feel bad 
 Seeing me so tense 
 No self-confidence 
 But you see 
 The winner takes it all 
 The winner takes it all...