Текст песни сенсорныйголод - болели любовью

And you also love beatles
And wearing around his neck a mediator,
I know that our milk sour
Well, let's at least prepare fritters.
Yes, I'm the same, melancholic and drunken,
The same empty and fake.
Again, I cry in the vehicle break-out
And everything is bad, because the end of our pack.
And we no longer kurim_
and you're no longer my hands bёsh
You more than me is not revnuesh_
to strong winds,
What I embrace.
And I often fall, simply because he was tired,
What I'm surrounded by all these people I so scared.
And I remember how you shot eyes without idling.
I'm waiting for you at the door the whole day again,
Just forget about all those kilometers and Ponti,
About trains that are so fond of saying goodbye to leave.
And your voice and how you sing spleen
But I've been a damn not easy to breathe.
And confusing chords "under the rain like a knife"
Smiling is so cute and cursing almost inaudibly.
And your dancing as a "Christmas" especially fell
As the night did not sleep, reveling talk about films and serials
Suddenly, you said that it was time and I did not even cry,
It usually takes you always vozvraschalas_
but not now.
And I'm still in the same call.
Well, you changed nomer_
I remember.
I'm talking to an answering machine recording.
All this will take place, as the common cold, such as we were sick of love
Only someone can recover, and someone forever
_Budet cough
_tvoim
_imenem.