Текст песни Острый Угол - Сидя На Окне

Sitting at the window, his legs dangling to the crowd -
I look at the person facing me.
I am sitting at the window, thinking about yourself
And I'm almost scared at this altitude.

Chorus:
And let someone is trying to close my window,
And someone has already done it for a long time,
But, oh, how I am pleased to haunt your sleep,
That though someone asked:
"For what it is sitting on the window?"

Sitting on the window - a strange way to make a move on you.
I'm too wild on the background of these people,
I am afraid that the reason for me ...
in me...

Sitting on the box, it is annoying
Those who wanders from the bottom and climb up.
Sitting at the window, I will be true to himself
And I never will return (s) to your running around.

Chorus.