SonrisA - Здравствуй, мое Вдохновение - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

If the poet is so violently inspired, the conclusions themselves beg from the hand. As for love, I do not know anything about her, and is not inclined to hang up labels. It just becomes empty without conversations, without correspondence, without jokes and without calls. What I feel is not even news anymore, you just do not make this ready for this.

So you stand, as if he received a butt right on the painted head. And from the headphones, someone has not been silent for a long time; The grasshopper sings in the grass. The world slows down too sharply, the rubber creaks. And not an idea where to put yourself. So you stand - by a gasoline, or that love - not to make out.

Hello, my inspiration, drink tea? What are you stomping? WelCome to My Sweet Dream. I am subsorious about you here by default, you go through, place - we’ll talk. I have so many funny questions for you that I don’t have enough spirit to ask in the face. If I start, then, I'm afraid they will pour their nose, and you won’t hold them, some scoundrels.

In the meantime, the only plan to the business I choose faith* one of the phrases: "My tenderness lives separately from you, and I do not think that I should introduce you." What I have is at least "Hello!" Hello, my inspiration, how did you sleep? What I have is at meetings the happiness and crepature of the heart muscle when we are apart.

07/13/14.

*A quote from the poem of Vera Polozkova is given