She loves him the way she met
Believes, afraid to lose, but still loses
He called her then but she didn't answer
This was their last call, he assures me so
He will remember everything in the evening, the moments of their frames
Will rewrite poems on paper that he never gave her
He will remember her dreams, she lived only in theaters
And she will become an actress, he always told her that ...
He believed in her, believed in their happiness, and yet
Didn't wait for her and just disappeared and left
Maybe they'll meet again, just a little later
Or maybe not, they made the whole thing laugh ...
Broken vase, twist it not twist it will be broken
You will put it together, but there will be little sense
Forgotten time, and remain just forgotten
And for her happiness, he will ask only God
They go to different parts of the world
She is east, he is west, and it seems to be for a long time
They waited so for the sea, June, and a bright summer
But now he is unlikely to meet her at the door
He loves her, she's like a miracle to him
So funny, tender, so dear
They seem to be close, but they know that they will not be together
He will pack his things and close this door quietly
He won't call, he won't write, he wants her to be better
Get drunk today in a close circle of loved ones
They'll all sit together in that bar, order punch
And after that he will read their correspondence all night long.
Remember those beautiful nights, words and hugs
Remembering that beginning, he just couldn't see better
They don't have love already, but something like a curse
He promised her a dream, and then just meanly offended
She forgave, but there is little sense from this
It is no longer possible to return those people inspired by each other
And no matter how they wanted, love won't start over
After all, I'm so tired, my head is already spinning
Misunderstandings, periods, spaces, quotes
Some kind of symbols in the heart, solid abstraction
Maybe she's not love, maybe she's just a habit
She will sit down, hurt and watch the reaction
The day has passed, the night and the second will come
Then it will be easier, well, for sure, already passed
He will exchange himself, and will be in the arms of another
Maybe he didn't want to, but they didn't ask him ...
He's getting older, it's already about twenty years,
He seeks love, wants to believe and wants to drown
Wants to be real, doesn't want to seem
And now I need to drink and just fall asleep as soon as possible ...
