Текст песни Иван Воробей - История про Кошку и ее Человека

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In Moscow, a dusty old house with two stained-glass window.
It was built in some kind -nadtsaty century.
Nearby lived a dazzling black cat.
A cat that loved person.

No, not friends. Cat just noticed it -
A little screwed up her eyes, as if looking at the light.
Heart pounding ... Oh, how her heart purr!
If, at the meeting, he quietly whispered to her: "Hello."

No, not friends. Cat he just allowed
Stroking himself. On her knees she sat down.
In the park one day, she was walking with man.
He suddenly fell. Well, the cat suddenly went crazy.

Neighbor wailing siren ... I carried the ambulance.
What is happening at all in my head?
The cat remained silent. It was not his cat.
It just happened that ... it was her man.

The cat waited. I do not sleep, did not drink and did not eat.
Meekly waited in the windows will light.
Just sitting. And even a little turned gray.
He's coming back, and quietly whisper to her: "Hello"

In Moscow, a dusty old house with two stained-glass window.
Minus seven lives. And minus another century.
He smiled: "You're really waiting for me, Cat?"
"Cats do not expect ... silly, silly you're my man."

In Moscow, a dusty old house with two stained-glass window.
It was built in some kind -nadtsaty century.
Nearby lived a dazzling black cat
A cat that loved person ...

Lyrics: Alexander Bes
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