Woke up from nightmares and threw in a fever.
And you've probably grown so dear,
And about you here is already chapter two.
Winter is on the nose, but in my soul for a long time,
And you left, taking all the warmth with you.
These school yards, where it was fun for us,
In the evenings in the snow, no matter what time.
The roads are slippery, you fall so funny.
Hair under your hat, put on a hood.
And I scolded you when the frosts hit,
And you're lightly dressed and you'll get a sheet again.
Throw me into the account, hysterical in the phone,
And I will say again: "Have some tea, kid."
Your mood changed like the weather.
Tore off my own naked if I was not at home.
Again you are without sleep, again I am without strength,
You loved me, even though you sometimes pissed me off.
Chorus:
This world is so empty without you
Woke up from nightmares and threw in a fever.
I wanted to write, but PM is closed
And with the other in the photo, my hysterical.
This world is so empty without you
Woke up from nightmares and threw in a fever.
I wanted to write, but PM is closed
And with the other in the photo, my hysterical.
Your notebooks for study, all in hearts
She even wrote poetry about us in the evenings.
We did not know how to quarrel and silence for hours,
But I loved the whims, the stomping of the heels.
You pout your lips, shout: "I want to, period!"
I'll laugh a little and give you money for sure.
And tomorrow you say no, it doesn't roll anymore,
After all, you saw the same on someone's dress.
I still lie, next to your place,
So it is empty, like a finger for a ring.
You often come to my sleep at night,
I love the campaign very much, your smell is everywhere.
Someone climbed without millet into our paradise with you
And he broke everything there, and he stole you.
I was looking everywhere for someone with whom I was calm,
Waited for her call without changing the number.
Chorus:
This world is so empty without you
Woke up from nightmares and threw in a fever.
I wanted to write, but the PM is closed
And with another in the photo, my hysterical.
This world is so empty without you
Woke up from nightmares and threw in a fever.
I wanted to write, but PM is closed
And with the other in the photo, my hysterical.
This world is so empty without you
Woke up from nightmares and threw in a fever.
I wanted to write, but the PM is closed
And with the other in the photo, my hysterical.
This world is so empty without you
Woke up from nightmares and threw in a fever.
I wanted to write, but the PM is closed
And with the other in the photo, my hysterical.