Текст песни Максим - привет это я

Hi, it's me, it's all right, I'm alive
Now the moment broke, I decided to drop a couple of lines
Well, usually they say in such cases
In general, I am writing you a letter, I hope you will receive it

I'm here all by accident, I'm here at all in transit
And if it had not been for absinthe, then such a thing would not have come down
But here I stand at your entrance, I smoke, "Kent eight"
And so I do not smoke, to be honest

And, frankly, I thought I'd forget this address
After I crossed out the cross on the cross then
I wrote to you, but somehow everything postponed releases
But now I write, like Beethoven to Elise

I know, my font is bad, so I write so large
I hope you understand my handwriting when you read it in the morning
I hope, you will understand everything, all this as it is necessary
I hope that no one will see me in the morning

I'll just sit under your balcony
Just a little under your balcony
I'll just sit under your balcony
Under your balcony

I heard you had it all
I hope so, because it's life
The further, steeper its turns,
The floors go to the sky ...

And I have tours, videos, shows, and you saw everything myself
Although I live completely differently than in these videos
Everything is the same as in the song "Quasimodo" from the last CD
After autopath, I like to be alone

And of course not one, there were different
But, to be honest, then such as you - never
And because, probably, I'm under your balcony
I count the stars in the sky, as if I were Tsiolkovsky

Smoke of a cigarette writes out a lace
I hope, with you, the one who deserves you
I hope that I can say everything I wanted, smart
I'll just sit under your balcony

All night one window is burning under the roof
It's time to go, hence the view, like Paris itself
0,5 to the bottom, I look in the soul with an apple potion
On the last letters just remember: L Yu B and L Yu

I go through old strings and chords
Campaign, it turned out, I'm not so proud
Although it does not matter, in any way, it is exactly late
Still, perhaps, draw a rose, a dot, a caption

So, now it is beautiful, the campaign can be run
At least one star would fall down before sunrise
I would have thought of myself without saying a word to myself.
And here one fell, like, where the big bucket

Well, that's all, in general, forgive me
For linking the story to your name
I wish You all the best
Well ... I went ...