Аля Кудряшева - А она говорum... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And she says: "Go, then one, or with anyone - but still you go, and such as me, says - in general, PRUD PRU, Million on Rup."

He laughs: "I got to your chest, even kiss me, at least in hell behind you, and you will decide - so I'm still warning, I will die then."

And she says: "Where do you want to die?" After all, you to play and the public to collect, you chord Bay and wheels to pill their own, and me - let me. "

He sighs: "Well, here's how to explain to you - after all, you say goodbye to you - the same thing to remove the skin as in the palm of the dragonfly and scream, as the child to raise

And she says: "Where am I to you now?" You are a hero, "says, and I'm joined and plebi, here, say now to your pipe - open your account."

He spares and sings, as a night surf: "Well, you want," says, "the oboe, I don't care," says, so I'm already with you, so what else?

After all, I'm with the music, "says everything is leading war, I scream in her hot veil, they say, accept, I say, let's fit, they say one more, by acquaintance, so.

And she says: "We are together, and I have nowhere, I sushi the words on the old Lodgorod, I dig in their hot rotten ore, but again not so"

After all, I'm always defeating - says, I live - yes, in me, I'm burning - I have a dystonia, jade, gastritis - well, where to you.

He laughs: "Yes, no offense you will not give you, but when you, dear, sell me, then buy papers of music and pencil, I will do you in this waltz.

I will enter you into your sunny swabbouse, a subtle contour, cheek in the wind rim, in this light, distant scary and blue, in this distance and pain

So when you want to - to be you not alone to be to you and notes and string, you have a weekend, and I have an entrance, but I'm with you.

I whisper to her that silence ends, that it is funny wine that the bowl is full of wine, that dawn pale that night ahead is dark. That the sunset is in the arc ..

I whisper to her that I sing her and Klyan. What I'm for the sake of her what you want, turning over. What I'm afraid of her, I will not return it to anyone. And she quietly born between lips.