Текст песни Я думаю о ней, в паутине слов дыша едва ли - а Все-таки да, я боялся такого всегда

of k / f & quot; woman's intuition & quot;

Could I think of someone loving
That one day you will meet
In gray alleys tired stones
Reminding people

No excuses and guilt
This is not a fleeting passion of spring
Still, yes, I'm afraid this is always
Still, yes, I'm afraid this is always

Chorus:
Creek white cranes , between the shores of my sorrow
I think about it, in the web of words hardly breathing

This figure is not knowing canvas
It's not reading from a sheet sonata
This storm in a clear day
What I shared

Could I think of so much love
That one day you will meet
Still, no, I loved you for a thousand years
Still, no, I loved you for a thousand years

Chorus:
Creek white cranes , between the shores of my sorrow
I think about it, in the web of words hardly breathing

I think about it, I think of her ,
I think about it , I think about it ...