Текст песни ММ - за ручку

MM - with her hand

With her hand, then gently in the cheek
In the evening on the street, in the hand with a flower
Or just morning .... She's next on the pillow
Then a cold shower, Sushi ..
One of her eyes will turn my head so much
Torment, torment ...
The argument is over, down with sleepless nights
I, as a test pilot, chilled to the bone
In the morning I will call your mom,
find out where so late for a walk, with some friends
all so busy, doing things,
and I'm on my program with beer on the couch,
Your & quot; No & quot; like a blow to the kidney
It hurts me very much
No more urine
Let's finish this soon

Hey baby, hear, hear ...
I feel at night how you breathe,
And the rain knocks on the roofs,
And he sits, sit and write

Hey baby, hear, hear ...
I feel at night how you breathe,
And the rain knocks on the roofs,
And he sits, sit and write

With her hand to meet the sunrises in the summer,
And not at home with a cigarette to devote her couplets,
Or under the palm trees on the hot beach
We are just two of you, it so smears me
Among these high-rises, among concrete rocks
Sasha sat and was silent, was silent and wrote
Let, let me not Bilan Dima
Don't let me sing beautifully
But everything is just from the inside
From the inside, sincere and sweet ..