Wound bandages, heart flowing.
I sit patching wounds.
Blood, as if from a tap on the legs, flows into puddles under sofas.
You are not a TV star or a super lady.
But among the wicked, I keep raving all nights.
Tell me if you left, why then come in dreams?
So spring beats, I thought a lot - it seems I realized everything.
I would forget everything, walked like a donkey to the horizon with a load.
You are my everything, you are every track - my baby muse.
I would keep, but you, like a bird, fly freely.
I thought that such stale x * s break.
Music kicks, music live, and I do not care about cats.
Burn discs, my love is just you and loggie.
I am nobody without you, you are simply nowhere without me.
Everything around is twisted, I melt so interrupted.
Yes, but the ladies are not.
Sluggish look of the face, kid tupit, why lie to the heart?
And so it hurts when you fall asleep on someone else's shoulder.
Chorus: 2x.
I dissolved like sand in you sank to the bottom.
I was sure for two we have one fate.
Slamming the door you left without a word.
I realized that there are no roses without thorns.
You're just my world, my drag, my high.
My dream, my light, my clone, my life.
Sometimes I just want to kill you so much.
So that the heart does not torment, so that the image is not blindly loved.
Walked around the world, no matter how many keys I was looking for.
Anyway, my tsunami breaks your rocks.
So you can not love, there is no magic and witchcraft.
But for me, a serious conversation, for you pampering.
The world is like that when the soul hurts and the stones cry.
It happens, but love does not betray the feeling of surrender.
I would give the currency packs to be taken to the clinic.
Where are the souls treated, so that the pain does not become a dog and a cynic.
There will be no shot, the world will not hear this cry.
After all, I am not Mayakovsky - no, and you are not Lily Brik.
But I still dedicate these songs to you.
The story of one love, one disease.
Chorus: 2x
I dissolved like sand in you sank to the bottom.
I was sure for two we have one fate.
Slamming the door you left without a word.
I realized that there are no roses without thorns.
