элли на маковом поле - ты знаешь - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You know, I don’t have enough of you here. I again go along the avenue, swallow advertising, passers -by, cars will be alarmed, but I do not notice. I hold on and stumble again. Better home, on the tram, on our favorite places with you. You know, you won’t guess the weather here, from this everything is somehow briefly - walks and thoughts, poems on the knees. Sorry, but I really miss. Everything is worn before my eyes. I have to, I will, I know. Returning home, I'm trying to fall asleep. You know, I am so tired of the stations, although in the depths I understand that it is better to let the stations be than the city in which you are too few. I seem to be repeated again. It gets dark, endure, I remember how to dream with you. You know, I'm still so surprised at how everything in life is cyclical. And for some reason I write letters to you, but, still, I do not send it. And the rain again hints to me about something unreleased and personal. I think minutes, try to fall asleep.