Текст песни Центр - а я смотрю на звезды,может быть она тоже

What day of the week, I do not remember
The clock is almost two o'clock exactly,
Stay at home, but somewhere fly planes,
Someone waiting for someone, meeting sunrises.

Hoping for something without erasing phones
Do not delete the photos from albums
And I have everything running smoothly and we can say that exactly,
There is a computer with monitor and your own room.

And there is a window through which one can see the city,
Sorry, not the sea and the mountains, but too bad.
There are lights and road building on Petrovka
Around him the gate, inside things on the shelves.

There are off the window as the window of my house,
Well, of course ... but one
For which I am doing something new in stereo or mono,
Wash, try again.

Few friends, many friends,
Again, people on the streets come out of the subway,
Make up face, eyes, trying to find the most important thing,
Or someone close, but still so different.

And I look at the stars, it may be too
Goose bumps and belief deep down
In what once was, and now autumn and puddles.
Computer freezes, go restarted.

Guf:

And I have the sea and mountains can be seen from the window,
Subtropics, islands between the two oceans,
By the way, too, night and somewhere for two hours,
And in the jungle swamps asleep pelicans.

Bulk plan that loved Bob Marley,
Different funny palm fruits delight
From & quot; Scarface & quot; hundred parts per capita for the three nuts
Tell me, is this normal?

In my opinion, a bit strange, I'm sorry,
Pinch me, but I do not dream,
Thanks for everything out of the lords
In which of the Goofy cartoon stuffed at the back.

Yankees, Fritz, wop, Frogs,
And almost unheard of Russian speech,
And I - seven skyscrapers of the capital from the blade to the blade
And ridiculous scheme Moskva River on the liver.

And in the evening from the ocean blowing a cool,
It is near, tan, chocolate,
In the hands - Pina Colada, and so happy,
I'm sorry guys, that's such a fig true.

Five more days and again swing,
New cities, & quot; Hello, people, as the mood? & Quot;
Trains, planes, the time difference
For those who are rushing it, for those who are in the subject.

Fame:

Sky, I would forget it,
But the stars of the sky not cry,
Summer is behind,
I'd like to re-start.

Sky, I would forget it,
But the stars of the sky not cry,
Summer is behind,
I'd like to re-start.

Ptah:

And I'm a cold waiting for my neck,
But you see, did not come with voice zastuzhennym.
In microphone mumble something, I write at night,
Trying to realize his dream.

Trying to give the world a daughter,
But on the way across until only just bumps.
I look at the sky, I confess, then again stumble,
And so the world half-life of toil.

Melt at the sight of the eyes, her clear voice,
Then I remember that life - this band
Hair, hands, face, skin -
It's like it even a little too similar.

But again, not that stupid fool,
And the guys say it's stupid whore.
Rabita to shreds emotions
Accurate heart stroke, the whole consciousness pokotsali.

Now I see - a race of people with a wolfish grin
And God forbid that that I was not a little,
And I could write to the end, infusing pain in the red,
Making the heart beat more often.

Tati:

As long as the sky the stars shine, I write,
Listen to the silence and wait.
As long as the sky the stars shine, I-I dream
This live.

As long as the sky the stars shine, I write,
Listen to the silence and wait.
As long as the sky the stars shine, I dream,
This live.

Fame:

Sky, I would forget it,
But the stars of the sky not cry,
Summer is behind,
I'd like to re-start.

Sky, I would forget it,
But the stars of the sky not cry,
Summer is behind,
I'd like to re-start.