Анастасия Сюгина - Клубничная жвачка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

During this summer, much has changed. Someone who came closer to someone. I led different people-honest and hypocritical, responsive and evil. The first impression is often deceptive, and now I felt more acutely that I could not understand people at all. And how to figure it out, if a friend, then the enemy, then is tied, then indifferent ... How to figure it out if everyone has his own face for everyone? ... How can I understand others if I can’t figure it out? Probably,, probably Everything really comes with experience. And while I’m dressing warmer, in the ears of headphones with a reptich, and walking. Music, she takes out feelings for public reasons, removes some not very salty tears from the body. In the ears, the headphones, the strawberry mouth in the mouth chewing gum, on the face is a smile. Even through tears, a smile. What difference does it make when a pretty girl sits on a bus in a pose of a forty-year-old drug lord, and bursts bubbles from the same strawberry chewing gum. What is the case, what I think at that moment? Sorry, sorry that no one cares about anyone. And I’m thinking about everything. I was crying on the bus, when I saw my grandmother asking for the same place for the same place. I pinched inside. But there is nothing to help. And here I’ll go almost every evening to the street. In the ears of the headphones, a strawberry chewing gum in the mouth, a smile on the face. Even through tears, a smile. And it doesn’t matter with someone and one. But one rarely visit the one who needs it. I don’t give a fundamental one. I often write or call, for some reason it becomes a shame. I don’t know why, I’m just like that. Naval little, stupid ... Everything comes with experience. Human-items, fingers froze, and I want to sleep all the time. I want to change. I want to smile more often , rejoice, laugh. Would you like to hug someone. I want, I want, I want ...