Lyrics Владислав Курасов - По Лужам
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Я бегу по лужам.
И мне никто не нужен.
Музыка в ушах заглушает шум города.
Машины в пробках, люди в коробках.
А я бегу по лужам.
И счастлив потому, что бегу.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе...
Я люблю слушать, как стучит дождь в окна.
Как проникший ветер в доме всё воротит.
Люди в коробках, а ты промокла.
Но я бегу по лужам навстречу.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе...
Мы бежим по лужам, на нас глазеют люди.
Но мы, счастливы.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой.
Мы счастливы с тобой.
И мне никто не нужен.
Музыка в ушах заглушает шум города.
Машины в пробках, люди в коробках.
А я бегу по лужам.
И счастлив потому, что бегу.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе...
Я люблю слушать, как стучит дождь в окна.
Как проникший ветер в доме всё воротит.
Люди в коробках, а ты промокла.
Но я бегу по лужам навстречу.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе.
К тебе, к тебе, к тебе, к тебе...
Мы бежим по лужам, на нас глазеют люди.
Но мы, счастливы.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой, с тобой, с тобой.
С тобой, с тобой.
Мы счастливы с тобой.
I run through the puddles.
And I do not need anyone.
Music in the ears drowns out the noise of the city.
Machines in traffic jams, people in boxes.
And I'm running through puddles.
And I'm happy because I'm running.
To you, to you, to you, to you.
To you, to you, to you, to you ...
I like to hear the rain pounding in the windows.
As the penetrating wind in the house everything turns.
People are in boxes, and you're wet.
But I run across the puddles to meet them.
To you, to you, to you, to you.
To you, to you, to you, to you ...
We run through puddles, people are staring at us.
But we, are happy.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you.
We are happy with you.
And I do not need anyone.
Music in the ears drowns out the noise of the city.
Machines in traffic jams, people in boxes.
And I'm running through puddles.
And I'm happy because I'm running.
To you, to you, to you, to you.
To you, to you, to you, to you ...
I like to hear the rain pounding in the windows.
As the penetrating wind in the house everything turns.
People are in boxes, and you're wet.
But I run across the puddles to meet them.
To you, to you, to you, to you.
To you, to you, to you, to you ...
We run through puddles, people are staring at us.
But we, are happy.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you, with you, with you.
With you, with you.
We are happy with you.