Текст песни Николай Рахматулин - Ты моя я твой

I am writing this text looking at your photos
Who are you? Maybe you are my eighth note?
But where can I find an antidote for you then?
I need you like oxygen and here you go

A plane ticket for a taxi to the airport
She's waiting for me, Aeroflot will take me to her
phone switched to flight mode
Meet me, only your idiot is already flying

I didn't fasten my seat belts, you taught me to fly
where are the landing lights, I'm tired of waiting
I can't live without you and I'm on the verge of stress

Another ten minutes, the stewardess calms me down

these ten minutes, well, an hour with the road
baby, this is all that separates us
on the ears, the bass is pressing in the headphones
And the plane touches the runway

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you're only mine, I'm only yours
darling, I'm captivated by your beauty
you're only mine, I'm only yours
I breathe while you're with me
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by taxi and I'm standing at your door
between us only she, I can't believe it
In my hands, flowers and chocolate and banality
The main thing is that our dreams are already reality

you opened all surprised
I without warning but by invitation
hey where are the cookies I was promised
And you in response You're at the wrong time unfortunately

male voice from the apartment darling who's there
I then read everything in your brown eyes
Roses fell on the steps of the landing
I haven't felt so disgusted with my foot for a long time

your words wait don't go I'll explain
shattered on the void no need for chatter
Your asshole came out and started snapping
a hook with the right and he lies there I won't apologize

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you're only mine I'm only yours
darling I'm captivated by your beauty
you're only mine I'm only yours
I breathe while you're with me
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And your city is completely alien to me
There are no tickets at the box office to fly home
Cold rain brings me to my senses
lying beautifully like you is also an art

I can't stand it here anymore stay
Hitchhiking just to get out of here quickly
The direction West leads forward legs
The gods sent my moon to light the roads

In the backpack Champagne wanted to celebrate the fun
but another reason for drinking unfortunately
your SMS came Sorry I'm waiting for you at home alone
A bottle to the bottom is useless letters

Who is to blame wet road
Seems to have gone around a little left
a reckless driver who fell asleep at the wheel
The doctor stated there are little chances