сто метров до цветочного киоска - фиолет - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I collected your things, the emptiness has already reached your fingertips with an infection in the blood, continue to sleep sweetly. I’ll fly like a bird out of the window, towards the autumn wind, the flow of the wind will hold back a tear, it’s autumn, the time for betrayal. I’ll fly to an empty field, it looks like my soul is there, I don’t need anything else from you, only air, only heavenly darkness. She looks straight into the eyes of endless trust and evil, says the end of the world will not happen, I have changed forever, behind her back, the timer is slowly ticking, and now the emotional composition is flying, breaking my legs, I’m no longer on the steps with you I’ll get to the end, I’m holding back my strength so as not to fuck your legs too. It's funny, but there's no other way to do it. It's all autumn, it's time to change. The train will not return, the steps have collapsed under me. It has never been so empty in the same room with you.