Dido feat. Sage - Мы встречаемся, чтобы расстаться. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We meet to part.

Beautiful. With tears. Nervous tantrums. Screams. Turning away to the window. Silently. On Bridge. On the way to work. Two years later. Three in three. After 27. Tomorrow.

We meet to part.

Leaving the mountains of books. Megabytes of letters. Photos and films. Children. A crumpled T -shirt in a closet on the third shelf. Unnecessary tea. Tons of promises and not well -possessed words. Several hundred songs in I-Pod. Changing passwords and addresses.

We meet to part.

Spring. In the fall. Sometimes in the summer and never in winter.

At 16:20 or at 13:23. 17:55 or at 00:00.

When the neighbors watch football. When the club is shocking music. When Martini ends in a glass.

We meet to part.

In St. Petersburg. At the lake. On the waterfall. On a neighboring continent. In the midst of the desert. In a cafe on the next street. Or at home in furry slippers.

We meet to part.

Past in the diary. Letter. On the phone. On Skype. On MSN. In a nutshell. At five. In a whole book or silence. With or without flowers.

We meet to part.