Fuck, I said there won't be such songs
You don't like them, they make me so mad
I run away into the darkness, in different directions
Something's hands are trembling, there's an earthquake inside
And you and I are like two shores, in the icy ocean
I feel we are drowning, but we remain on the brink
Let go, but you're my healing air
I may understand, but it will be too late
The nights have become so boring
More and more often, like a mongrel, I stumble by the side of the road
A bunch of empty lines, but they fly by
Maybe there won't be tomorrow, maybe I won't be loved
Secrets, quarrels, aggression over the roof
Everything, close your mouth, please be quiet
Black stockings, red lipstick
Just stay the night, nothing else is needed
...
Hello girl in black, somehow haven't seen each other for a long time
Haven't called for a long time? I know, I still did not take offense
How am I? Yes, so-so, like normal
I dream that you, me, sun and palms
And maybe also a son, well, or a daughter
Or maybe a son and a daughter, it doesn't matter in any other way
Yes, you know everything yourself, so I won't go into details
In winter, I run from training, on summer pedals
Airplanes fly away into the distance, but we stayed in place
We would stay together, so that until the very retirement
Again your stockings, again your lipstick
Just stay the night, I don't need anything