Текст песни легенда - про жизнь

Belinda:
I loved you and still disentangle .
as if created Brodsky us naёbyvaya :
what a pity that with what was for me
your existence , did not become
My existence for you.

mocha :
Bury Me Behind the Baseboard .
That without an address and zip code.
To find only from memory.
I - just a sum of the squares
Cosine and sine .
Yes, I remember that man needs a man
Otherwise it is simply impossible .
After all, even a lifetime
May be a lie,
But if this is fucking a plinth
Will not someone another ,
The closest ,
With whom he had an enormous risk
For the right to become happy.
In this gone mad
And crispy half the world exploded .
Your eyes sparkling dance
in the snow-white dress
if so creamy touch,
will never be a long time,
even if an eternity .
and if I were the size of a speck of dust
or swipe of a bird's wing ,
it would only be lodged on your collarbone,
hiding under the warmth of the eyelashes.
when I go to sleep a little prince ,
head among the millions of people
Only your image
on centimeters tissues.
and I am happy that somewhere in advance
We were each other ordained .
and that you and I are synonymous
with a common value in the heart .

Belinda:
Bury Me Behind the Baseboard .
that without an address and zip code.
even impossible to find the radio.
I sine hundred and eighty degrees.
and yes, ask her not to look for me.
to no more memory :

...
as every night she goes home
and talking obscenities with intercom .
unless, of course , she generally has intercom .
and if it happens at home at home.

as her name almost rhyme to Mandarin.
How is green tea to cool and drinks cold.
as chёrtvozmi almost hit by a car .
How to stay forever potelefonu .
but do not call, do not incoming, outgoing .
and other issues . & quot; you're in love ? & quot; in response to : & quot; did not pass & quot ;.
and I did not pass ..
as soon as it is treated right brackets
and that phrase .
nu.tvoya phrase : & quot; to another chance meeting & quot ;.

how , along the way, too, listened to a song about Kate .
but & quot; rolling because lives in next door & quot ;.
in each & quot; no & quot; - Reminiscent of you.
like every day you go to the train.

which I never have time.
I have because now another ...
which is more than you and I do not get them mixed up .

as dreamed that love begins to run out ,
as a regular gathering tebya.kstati it?
without thinking , confused in adektivatsii ,
you become a stranger . adjectival

to someone's favorite hands.
and trampled underfoot with other avenues.
as always you did not know
Packing letters in envelopes.

falling in love with that book that you loved so much ,
as could not stand all the people with your name , to hell .
as someone with a green idolized .
I stumbled on a song chords.

as the song alone will remind you.
about something sick , and last year living.
next track, not to the cheeks .
and through his teeth : & quot; has not return it & quot ;.

in the winter I do not remember how you called .
and , you know, got a little older.
light , buy cigarettes , legs are tired .
are you talking about? .. to whatever next?

Bury Me Behind the Baseboard .
that without an address and zip code.
to find possible only from memory.
and yes, ask her not to look for me ...

Yes, I would let you go ,
but I'm a moron .