Текст песни Анна Кулик - Чуть-Чуть

My night with you in the morning - rushes back down,
I fell in love with you yesterday and you were also crucified ...
I was able to inhale the frozen mixed up with novocaine -
Bitter memory of those roads, where I was [a little] favorite.
Where was I [slightly] thy somewhere between the seventh and the * hell.
And wondering if kings, careful eyes met ...
I was there [a little] a draw. And [little] lifeless, too.
I start again from scratch - I learned not to lie to passers-by,
What hours [that's the trouble!] Are [because they have no sense]
And his eyes are burning before ... And I do not care about the numbers again!
Where was I [slightly] funny and naive, perhaps, with a view ...
And a stone wall sense swaddled their grievances -
To make a sound. And no call. To forgive and forget by accident.
The heart beats in your hands echoing calls tram ...
I [slightly] is not taken prisoner. The views in the heart by a bullet stuck ...
You touched my knees a couple of drops of rain ... in July ...

* Meaning the seventh heaven

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