kerwprod - не считай минуты - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It’s so cold, you lie next to you, but you are drunk, let's let the smoke at your mouth again, I will manage without sweet sleep, the morning with cognac backed, it's time to dig a haze, so that your eyes are not red. Do not touch with cold hands, I won’t come to you with flowers, where do you wander rubbish at night? Without me ((, but know .... You have a drug that I breathed so often, I need you as a job, without you I would not catch Kaifaaa ... And again I am going to fall in love, I will get to Winston again, I will turn on Gios again I’ll leave with the desire to get drunk, my mother is not sleeping for me (otherwise she can dream, but don’t swear like that, don’t clap your eyelashes so viciously ... Brother, let's jump into the pad, we’ll blow it somewhere there, we’ll wake up in the receiver among strangers, in the morning I will look for her eyes, but it doesn’t matter .. I will begin my new head ... chorus: do not count the minute, let's imagine that the clock is broken, or painted, their mesh, and not or or or or or how ... If the voice is broken ... Your world painted by lipstick, and taking into account the riskes, to lose you again, run away from love, but again to second .. And how cool it was, to see you in the morning, to see you real, without your fucking tonal and powder, well, where are you where you are You circle there? Someone is powdered by someone there, in the appearance of business madam, I won’t give you to anyone. But you don’t rub me here, I was looking for Autumn is dear to you, autumn is circling with sheets, and you wipe all the tears, I’m drunk in the board, get dressed on the warmth otherwise .. and again I shim on the roll, my finger shifted along the iPhone, and dialing your number, I pretended to be ate that we ate that we ate that we ate I know the synthetics to paint the tones, remembering your passionate moans, and you hint at sex, and this will be called love. Say \ let's get the evening for two to brew tea, put the candles, and remember all the noises of love, I will drown again in your kisses, but it doesn’t matter, I will begin my new Zavtro .. And I want to let the smoke out of your window, I want to see my eyes Yours to kiss your legs, but more, I want you to swear, I was afraid to leave, so that you fucking my brains want you to fuck my brains. Chorus: don't count the minute, let's imagine that the clock is broken, or painted, their mesh, and not like a witch .. If the voice is torn ... your lipstick is your world painted, and the accounting of the riskeled so, to lose you again, run away from love but again to second ..