AccorD Trutt Zhila - стоим под балконами - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And in your eyes, I would not fall in love again, as after a quarrel in the morning in the kitchen, coffee is spilled on the floor, broken dishes, and we need a robot, but we are on a platoon, a neighbor in shock! Ashes to the floor, smoke under the ceiling, a cat under the table, hears the entire area, annoys the phone, and we only gain momentum you are in tears, I fist against the wall, clap the door, dress, find the keys, put on only to go out, I hear do not go Stay, come and hug! Hugging stronger this evening will become easier for us and we will be crumbling forever! But we will be together. But we will be together! And in my memory there will only be that balcony, my notebook words in a whisper, screams with a clatter, then? If not we, we will scream about it!? Chorus: You and I are standing under the balconies, enchanted and in love with me, look at me with the eyes of happiness full of this moment. 2 verse: Sergey Kashirin (accord) And where now, are your promises? And now, you won’t go on a date? And how so, I flew out of your lips * I don’t like * and it seems that I will no longer forgive, close your eyes, read to a hundred fall asleep, fall asleep, I again without you! In the city of seas, tinted in the city of losses in the utopia of their ideas, irony, strangers! As from the film, the films in which we starred, with you together, I remember all the moments! Do not delete the door from my memory in my heart! Once and always, you cut off the wires, there are no communication, you do not go trains, ode, I alone, you and I have lost the world! On the exhale, so nervously, we smoke our life dear to you?!- Then hold! Chorus: You and I are standing under the balconies, enchanted and in love, you look at me -the eyes of happiness full at that moment ...... 3 verse Misha Oleinik (Trutt) How many years to trust you! Do you break your heart into fragments? It hurts, sadness in the soul! Without saying anything, you cut a sweet one without a knife, you know, I don’t have a fool everything in your eyes and so! Each time, I’m getting confused in the wires everyone is happy to unravel, but it's not so! And in the eyes, the eighteenth winter flies! And I'm honestly glad that you are mine! Also honestly! Also, in the same place! The same parks! The same shops! At the entrance, the same quarrels! The same swearing and scandals! Probably everything because I became stubborn, instantly, everything becomes clear to me! When you look at me and, you say don't be angry!