Кирилл Метелёв - Одинокая лирика - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I smoke cigarette, looking at the starry sky

Life is a guy, the night is closed into the house

I think I'm slow, in my pocket, not yet a penny

Life is going on, every time she will be different

Thoughts now about your beloved, this night will seem long

And manits on the light of the star, the wind of the wind is called

I know my fate. I am alternatively, I just move forward in life.

The wind is noise in silence, letting know about himself

Thoughts from related words and emotions, this is a short ambition stream

On the street again dark, loneliness covered for a long time

No you can not understand, I fill the textbook with the texts

Poems maybe so-so, but I am writing from my heart and leaves me the chest

Sometimes it is not endured, and sometimes it happens a little disgusting

Feelings as poison penetrate consciousness, bitterness of longing disappointment

The body is tormented by memories, pain and suffering from crop

Feelings of loss, trembling cold chills, minor notes such a flight,

I miss everything, but you are not alone there, you need, then what I don't have

You probably forgot me at all, not before me, before it was too

An annoyless of course, but everything is tolerant, because life as a disease is not healing

The time will pass, there will be new meetings, the trust is not enough, they cling so speech

How to live further interrupted the line, tell me how our power

I watch my eyes on the world full of sol Blasns

We tempt us snakes diversity, they present the choice in exchange for our consent, but still everywhere one and also somewhere cheaper somewhere more expensive.