Баста и Москва - Судьбы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The wind hair smoked with wind .. and voices, hair, heart at different poles,

Absolute fear of your views

Perhaps this is what I am again in fools

Notes in the diaries, dreams of the warm sea, our quarrels got so, I already want to be free

And we will part, believe me, I’ll be about to leave, not in what I am doing, I just follow the trail

for the trouble of the heart, what will say, so it will be

I am writing about our fate in the studio

Still a cold, after the verse of a cigarette,

Heated his smoke as our summer warmed you

And somewhere far there you are ... Your dreams under my bats ... overtakes to the top, that height

Do not look, do not, do not bother me to burn bridges

No, it’s not worth it, you don’t know me, I don’t know how it happened you change me, burning me with your eyes when we are near and ...

I say I love, I'm sorry I am not like you (2 times)

Our story is beautifully painted, everything is from scratch and everything is new

and as broken, then ups, then falls

My aspirations for you

You are caught by me, let's finish with wars and with jealousy meaningless and start to exchange thoughts at the end ..

no pride, and meanness, and just stupidity

Do not miss love, hold on as if over the abyss ...

Love and be loved is art

And it will not be very sad to find out about this feeling

And in the morning with a cigarette and a cup of tea

I'll call you .. I whisper: "Baby, I miss so" ...

And everything seems to be ... what else is needed? Dreams Come True

You fell in love ... You finally smile ...

You try to keep love from my stupid jealousy

No hatred, just forgive me.

Chorus (2 times)