Текст песни Кирилл Метелёв - Одинокая лирика

I smoke a cigarette, look at the starry sky
Life goes on, night gets into the house
I think I'm not in a hurry, in my pocket until I'm penniless
Young life passes, each time it will be different
Thoughts are now about my beloved, this night will seem long
And a star beckons in the world, she is called a wind rose
I know my fate in advance, in life I only move forward
The wind rumbles in silence, letting you know
Thoughts from related words and emotions, this brief ambition flow
It’s dark again on the street, loneliness hides a long time
No, you can’t understand, I’m filling out a copybook text
Poetry can be so-so, but I take it from my heart and breaks my chest
Sometimes it’s all unbearable, and it’s a little disgusting from thoughts
Feelings like poison penetrate consciousness, bitterness longing disappointment
The body is tormented by memories, pain and suffering from melting
Feelings of loss, trembling cold chills, minor notes such a flight,
I miss everything, but you are not alone there, you need what I don’t have
You probably forgot me completely, not before me, it used to be like that before
It's unfortunate of course, but everything is tolerable, because life as a disease is not curable
Time will pass, there will be new meetings, there is little trust, speech will cling so
How to live further the broken line, tell people what our strength is
I look with my eyes at a world full of sunblows
tempt us with a variety of snakes, present us with a choice in exchange for our consent, but still everywhere the same is somewhere cheaper somewhere expensive.