White day, dark stool, soft powder
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In white sneakers, I quietly walked around the area
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On the scales - half a plus, and in the head - fog
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Deception is an abomination, but that's what deception is for
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The caravan has stopped, snakes are crawling on the way,
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And I'll wake up - plus one, whom I don't trust anymore
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It's like a habit, like breaking a junkie
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When you want to dial, but your hand doesn't want to
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Flour on the table, mother rolls dumplings
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Everything is fine, they say: "To the good of change."
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Father's voice, mother's laugh, seals barking
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Bright flashes in the eyes, where we are still children, and we believe
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The city does not sleep, cars fly along Tverskaya
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Rain on the ledge, everything is fine, but I feel empty
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Your tears, blue eyes, voice are the warmth of our bodies
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The rest is water
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You feel bad, run or listen to me
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Take my oath, she will fly to heaven
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What was in the memory is dear to me
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It is with me forever, but you are near, my -
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And there is nothing more precious than you
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Surrounded by people
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We don't notice them at all
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After all, we are in love with each other
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And blame the distance
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In my opinion, every guy
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You will find the name of a friend that the creature remembers
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So I look, and, it seems, I don’t feel anger towards you
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You undress, I confuse my sadness in emoticons
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I changed love for what? |
Honestly - fuck off
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Traded you for the smoke of these wild parishes
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White hair in a mad whirlpool
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Clean stripes, dirty thoughts
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You have clubs drives a friend and
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Thoughts together, hands, but not mine
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I have dirt and bitches, masks
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Studios, plasmas, people, but not you
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I loved to be silent with you so much, you know
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She'll smoke a Winston, I'll erase my memory
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Yes, and why we had to see each other - I don’t know myself
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In the middle of the night in this sleepless May
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I look at you, and no, it's not a pity
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Chance meeting, cold welding
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And maybe, as before, sit on her ears,
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But everything is not the same, and you are not the same
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And these thoughts will no longer be in my head
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Our communication with a dot in WhatsApp is frozen
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Among smiles in cafes with Wi-Fi web
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Time does not heal, it spiritually breaks
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And these thoughts will no longer be in my head
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Our communication with a dot in WhatsApp is frozen
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Among smiles in cafes with Wi-Fi web
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Time does not heal, it spiritually breaks
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Surrounded by people
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We don't notice them at all
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After all, we are in love with each other
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And blame the distance
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How many times have I been here?
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How many times have I been lost?
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And how many times I've been drowned in the sea
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If you weren't there to rescue me... |