Текст песни whale247 - я не спал сутки

I didn’t sleep for a day, but I didn’t drink a drop,
Removed from the desktop photo where you smoke.
Now arrange for the other
Now, gently hug the other's hands.

I started to hate what I appreciated in you -
Everyone experienced this after the break!
The minutes I loved spending with you
Now they fly so hatefully.

I'm pretending to be happy to part
But just pretending, because there is no joy at all
Still don't believe in your excuses
I remember you with every sunrise.

Morning. People, like corpses, in batches to work,
You and I used to love each other at this time.
I found you in your vintage photos
You found me among the city sounds

I write about the personal, but so it serves
To make the other girls cry like I'm about them
Guys find themselves, fall in spirit
And I would bring you back, look into your eyes.

Today, surprisingly, I smoked a little
After all, each filter gives your lipstick
Remember how we indulged in love?
And then I smiled when you were in the bathroom

Now in an empty apartment, I want understanding
Do not whine, just tuned melancholy
Sorry even with a lack of your attention
Among the pillows, one, but before us there were two

/ here /

I erase bedding three times
Trying to wash your perfume off him
And don't say anything if you see me
Pretend I'm not familiar with you

Pretend it wasn't all that
There were no songs of mine for you, there were no poems
There were no elevators of these, kisses on the stairs
As if my house was not among these houses

As if you and I weren’t in the bath at all
There was no us on the couch, on the field and in the center
It’s like you and I weren’t playing Lana’s songs
Like we were never together

It’s as if you didn’t quote Zemfira’s songs.
As if there were no melodies of Sinatra and Tchaikovsky
It’s like I didn’t read you Belinda’s songs
It’s as if he didn’t tell you about Mayakovsky

As if they were not arguing about the benefits of books
It’s like I didn’t hold you close after quarrels
If any of this was - erase
Or burn, and take the ashes to your yard

Like I wasn’t under your windows
It’s like you didn’t introduce me to mom
You and I were not late at night
Like we weren't in the early mornings

You hug another now, love him there
And I will please another with my poems
May she not be like you
But I kiss her even more desirable

And I didn’t sleep for a day, and didn’t drink a drop,
Removed from the desktop photo where you smoke.
Now arrange for the other
Now, gently hug the other's hands.