Мария Фирсова - А мы могли бы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And we could meet again, start all over again. Worry together, breathe each other. Like before. Forgive different misunderstandings. Quarrel on trifles. Go to the cinema, kissing on the rear rows. Walking a lot on foot, we would have bypassed the whole city. Laugh as abnormal, over all nonsense, as before. Danced, smiled, foolished. Then they survived the winter, the new year, exams. Love to loss of the pulse. We would surround the same tracks, people. I would introduce you to my new friends, you would be jealous, worried, but I did not show me. You could come to my home, watching films, comedies, laughed, kissed. My brother would already be used to you, you would have my mom with my mother. I would come to you, I would show me the city, introduced to my mother, father. Would go to the house where the new year was noted.

Would fly the year, and we are all together. Already learned to understand each other, you would have seen how we love, you would have seen what you do not want to hide from me. We overcome hundreds of obstacles together. Rain-thunderstorms. And we are not all anything, and most importantly could be that we are sincere, like adults, and in the soul all children, and these children are visible only with you. It would have been a year, we could live together. I would prepare you. Tasty, with soul. Together we went to Ikea, choose a chandelier to the bedroom, wallpapers and so, the rest of the little things would you entrust me. We would argue in choosing, but I am inferior. As always, because the man is the main in the family. And at home, the best sex. Excited you, excited me .. like children, and already adults. I would call you when you are busy and suited sex on the phone, you're excited threw everything and to me .. We would smoke on the balcony, in an embrace. You would cut the cigarette cigarettes in my colors pots. I would swear. We would shout, quarreled, but put up, under stormy sex. We would live .. but not what now. But .. There are always chances, even the slightest that you can understand what it would be if I were not such a cynical fragment as now, and you just idiot.