Den Growl - Телефонный номер - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The light is blown, cold dawn, we are not together, we are no longer there

The day will begin again from scratch, life without you, like a sheet .. clean and without wrinkles and for that many any reasons

We could not save love, we parted and so be

The soul asks her to call her, she is silent .. repeat the call .. it is deliberately offended, probably right, a dull wall arose between us

Live as my soul wants, I could not .. she left .. she will not forgive me and she screams her heart from pain again

Chorus .. the telephone number dial it, try to talk with her, correct all the mistakes, give her an answer and you will be happiness, or maybe not ..

Silence in response, Black days, these days pass to Dali, away from you, from the best days that we were together, the heart is warm with the memory of how good it was, forget what is happening now

these days can no longer be returned, these days they say to me

Your steps are silent in Dali, lips whisper confessions of love, but their rumors will not reach her .. you left, left forever ..

Cold nights, wordless days, paints faded, flooded flowers, empty eyes, a detached look .. there is no way to go back

I am now, like in the war, I am now like fire .. Kholodny fire burns me .. heart is tormented, it is not in it

Chorus .. The phone has it to type it

Try to talk to her

Correct all the mistakes, give her an answer

And you will be happy, or maybe not

Silence in response, Black days, these days pass to Dali, away from you, from the best days that we were together .. Heart warm the memory of how good it was with us, forget what is happening now now

these days can no longer be returned, these days they say to me

Your steps are silent in Dali, your lips whisper confessions of love, but their rumors will not reach her, you left, left forever.