Текст песни Клим Стронский - когда тебя не будет рядом

I'm lost in your space
I'm afraid your stories
I was scared of her and learned a lot .
Late - This reprimand or salvation?
Sunday morning thread eyes open ,
I stand in the middle of the field in which there is no you ,
There are no roads and no escape .
You're miles away from me for a stroll in the
park with what ever fall in love by a fag and more
I did not get to you from a mile away pain
autumn cold, wet feet do not find it
in this city.
I iskramsal confidence in thousands of pieces ,
smeared happiness and we lost.
City was filled with feelings, sadness , bezmustvom ,
and every step gives signals to the head, blade
cut through the image in the imagination, that
here you were with me , always , hand held .
I gasped and was calm . Now what?
What's next? Communicate with the walls during the day,
evening - the sky .
Staring out the window is blank,
The room is sad without you. And I lost.
It fills the room atmosphere.
And my heart does not fill the explosions of love.
Only smooth slow sharp
feelings of anguish.
I hate any house , any place ,
because it seems that you are there,
and we were there before. holding hands until the morning.
And they were happy .
My soul tormented wine.
For what is weak in front of you and support you
talking , for what , I can not completely give
himself to you to finally become happy ,
for all the evils in front of you , for all the pain caused ,
for the fact that I'm not the one who you're dreaming .