Дочь уходящего солнца - Нервошинель,или ответ на его сны - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Well, tell me why right now, why are you writing to me again. I want to answer you and shut up again. Forever for years, until the gunpowder offers from the roof.

I suffocate, dizzy, from tenderness from your words, from ... God why are you so? I understand. That you pull your hands to me, and my shoulders turn on your call, tearing my heart in the night darkness.

Why now, after so much time. You write to me, write these lines ... I'm trying to hide this moment. I'm trying, but I am drawn to read your poem again.

You say you will be glad, I will cook coffee, I am ready to drink it even cold and bitter. Already introduced, she left sugar at the bottom more than once. After all, I drink without interfering, in the hope that I had long been mixed.

The past ... as I hate this word, I know it and unequal, I have a weakness to him, from that I return it day and sometimes at night. As you want to erase all those faces sometimes, all those beds ... but not you ... I beg you ... After all, you will leave me again, I ask ... Enough ... Enough ...

I have been on this system for a long time. In the ornament. In the nervous. In the youpatic appearance, in black red clothing with strap, I so want to take off and fall now. But do not break, but flush through the air- like ashles from the inner bake above the Volga or even above the stunted puddle, it doesn’t matter ..

And all that I write to you now is all the wrong thing, and nothing about what inside me will not tell me., But I'm afraid to even think something. Because I'm afraid ... because it hurts, from the last time, even from the time when there were traces of our hands on the sheets ...