Текст песни Da Gudda Jazz - Слышать ее шаги

Sometimes he wants to take everything and rush to throw it
In my head constantly run the numbers 712 18 December 84, so they were often near
Walking with her hand as if he felt that holds the diamond in his hands
He hochit that the world would become so again : He wants to hear her steps

Chorus
Hear her footsteps
Not breathe for Others
But the cries of joy and
Instead, Hooters
Pull Smoke Lights
While the lights are
Fly with her
And then just write poetry

1.Bessony city all lights extinguished , but in the morning
When the weather is warm comes only from Hands
Lazy Smoke rises above the ceiling
He wants so much to hear your voice Hotjaby
The fate of your city leads me
But wherever he was no longer seen such
He remembers every moment when I first heard YES
Flame will not leave you this memory to eat up
Yes it is , he , too, everything is not back back off
But no matter how it was for the night again new Night
and that it must be something really, so do not end exactly
Everywhere possible to put a comma instead of a period
Quite so attached or simply become older
Everything you need to rearrange or change locations
It's time to hear him before those that are easy to
Hear her footsteps

Chorus
Hear her footsteps
Not breathe for Others
But the cries of joy and
Instead, Hooters
Pull Smoke Lights
While the lights are
Fly with her
And then just write poetry

2.Eё smile blooming once more in the spring
He sees it every time but it is a pity in a dream
And there were a number of what they say now who's to blame
It is like a jewel for him diamond
It's time to end this already long pause
Picking for fresh new picture puzzles
It's time to odds caught up folded in the balance
Loneliness he already immensely fed
That had not been there for a long time it is time to forgive
Any first who love knows no pride
No matter who reached the edge of the abyss
Blank lines are replacing like gray verse
Quite so attached or simply become older
Everything you need to rearrange or change locations
It's time to hear him before those that are easy to
Hear her footsteps

Chorus
Hear her footsteps
Not breathe for Others
But the cries of joy and
Instead, Hooters
Pull Smoke Lights
While the lights are
Fly with her
And then just write poetry (x4)