Текст песни Елена Никитаева - Таблетки

Pills

I'm in the palm of your hand
no tears
not polished
pills
Cooling heart

You're somewhere
somewhere
on the edge
somewhere vaguely
call me and cry
as a child ...

A handful of pills
to go crazy
we should not again!
A handful of pills
love, love ... we cure

In your pocket
Keys from the sun ...
We will not see each other again
I know

Or too much
heart beat
or without you I die

A handful of pills
to go crazy
we should not again!
A handful of pills
love, love ... we cure

No spring
neither the sea
nor mountains
no wind
all this has not cooled
not heal

We are not all given to each other
we are the children
children
separated forever

A handful of pills
to go crazy
we should not again!
A handful of pills
my love, we love cure ..