Текст песни Моя Миля - Горе

Let's sit down one evening
on old armchairs in the Empire style.
In a square in a city that seems to be Greek
or in one of the rented apartments.

In some pub or train station
perhaps even the road to Rome.
Let's sit down together one day
and just talk honestly.

How the birds gathered in flocks
and flew to their relatives.
About who we meet the sunrises with
and our feelings are comparable to you.

About how the morning caresses the curtains
and which of us has a brighter halo.
You know, I would like to be fun
but it turned out only as a spare

Airfield, spare part, part,
ferris wheel.
I will tell you how easy it is to date
with someone who has already left ...

Let's talk about the past, timidly,
about what we want.
I became part, not whole,
like smoke without a flame.

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Let's talk about how you live
who will you warm with now?
The sun is burning in your heart
the signal of my rockets.

You will remain silent, slightly frowning your eyebrows,
you will get a pack from cigarettes.
and to the question: "Do you miss, Woe?"
Will you answer me...