Анна Кулик - Сладких снов - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This time was not a mistake - the move was logical, no matter how you look at it. Those who love leave first, so as not to be sad in the future, not to wander along the path of the past, not to count on a repeat... So that there is no “I was abandoned by them”, “life is over”...

Too much. I’m a couple of rays late, that’s why the poems are for you. Maybe it will turn out for the better in about ten years. In the meantime, the clatter of messages, like a dot-dash-dotted line... Our frequent [non-]dates and the world is not like a dream. “How are you?” “Everything is fine, it seems.” “How’s work?” “It’s a mess right now.”... Hey, artist! It doesn't fit again! What did you draw there? Why are our destinies blurred and intertwined on the canvas? You see, we are very different. Both have love, bed, dreams that will be forgotten again, those dreams that come again... Even if they do not come true - where did you see love here?! They simply wouldn’t let her grow up, you see that we are friends! He is silent, wipes his brushes, grins to himself.

This time was not a mistake. And thank you for everything. Maybe it will save me in the battle against troubles as before. Maybe one day it will come true that again we will not have enough words... Maybe everything will be forgotten like a dream. Don't make any guesses. Sweet dreams.