Julie Magpie - Девочка-дурочка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

If they suddenly asked why I fell in love with you, I would answer, pulling myself together, squeezing my body in them, “because you are” and do not care that this is no longer mutual, the points of love do not matter when between us A wall of a thousand kilometers. Love Story is over, Happy ends is not. If you were the wind, I would be yours, and so .. What is between us now? The voice is dry and the silence of the answering machines, the empty "hello" at the meeting. Sharfs of others' hands are tied to me without you. boredom. More often by stupidity. And I feel in the body of a minor girl. Durochki. I still can't send you to hell. And throw it out of your head. January smears me with cold colors, tries to strangle. would survive. run out of you. From winter. From a cold patient not/love. To heal your faults, not to think and not guess what is stored on your palms instead of my hand/my warmth. To forget all fairy tales about "forever." Maximalists kill themselves every hour, releasing heat from veins. statistics. And I have an extract from the hospital for you that you are alive/healthy. Well done, hold on to a cheerful manner. Happy that life cannot be changed/fixed. And I am half -dead from side to side near the river, in which you can’t drown twice.