Песня про Катю - Это точно про меня - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Such a strange, funny, mischievous, it seems to love, and it seems more to fly, so faithful, although it breathes quite freely, jealous sometimes, but generally calm. She loves to cry, cigarettes and coffee, she looks like a cat that lives only at night and will be yours while you love her and easily leave if you pose. She looks out the window on the passersby of the face, as if rain prevents her to fall in love, she looks at her face, but does not believe in a smile, she knows about masks and your mistakes. Hot chocolate pours to her in her chest, she can't do anything differently, well, well, she plays this life, as in an unprecedented, dream of dissolving, not to twist. And the wind will carry it all not good luck, she believes only in the best without thinking that next, can be loved by someone in dreams, but in his rumor it will not say third unnecessary phrases, you can be there, but she is in itself and never You will not reveal to you in your thoughts, she does not consider himself, ideal in the world, but so it tells all the guys at the meeting, she loves to listen at night a meal and the starry sometimes get to the dead end, but the wind spreads all sad thoughts, it turns on everything louder favorite songs . She quietly falls asleep under the whisper of the rain and believes that it will come, he dreams of not love, quietly will open the door in her heart and say: "I love" and what dreams only about her.