Текст песни Ира Ежова - Малолетка

Am Dm
Trembling from the hurtful frost
G C
You walk on the pavement,
Am Dm
Firmly grip your cigarette
E Am
Little chilly hand.

It was with your friend,
There was a noisy revelry.
The head on both hands clasped
You sat silently at the window

He came to you some guy
And in my ear something I whispered.
And her soft lips
With lipstick licking your lips.

Buttons from first to last
You hand gingerly plucked.
And from the neighboring room
Music was familiar.

And in the morning you get up all in a fright,
You say: & quot; Oh, how long have I been asleep & quot ;.
And prizhmesh torn pugovkki,
Knowing what is no longer needed.

Trembling from the hurtful frost
You walk on the pavement.
Threw his cigarette butt on the road,
Sparks fly on the pavement.

And getting into a taxi, and crying loudly
You passer mahnesh hand.
And a word & quot; Tiny & quot;
Forever rastanetsya you.