Текст песни Матвей Снежный - тепло

I am moved by how easily it is given to others warmly,
as they meet, fall asleep in bed,
then she rises - they say, she will not return,
they say, that's enough, that's enough,
everything, she is waiting for another in her apartment,
it's time to put an end to this ...
and then, not having understood the world,
she comes to him in the morning.

I'm touched by them - here they are together for a year,
he touches her, without asking,
her stomach is growing slowly,
their child was so beautiful ...
she picks me up, laughing,
speaking as a pro low grade -
"This dirt has died out in me.
I did an abortion in the morning. "

and others, too, of course, are good,
she bruises back from the club at night,
he does not like a soul in her,
creates everything she wants,
at her in the phone - "favorite first",
she shouts to the former - "everything, erase."
he would not have enough nerves,
having learned that she has three.

I carry in myself the fragments of random encounters,
waiting for a padded dog, whining, at the door,
distinguishing simply by the tone of speech,
waiting for the road to pass.
all my warmth that I have saved a hundred years,
will never find its way.
never light through the curtains.
and of course I can not find love.