Текст песни Олег Митяев - по-новому

Let's talk to you.
Sorry, I do not know what their name is.
But open to others
All the things that are close to him.
You say: & quot; All the opposite,
According to the logic of things & quot ;,
But this is a rare turn,
Or maybe not at all.

Do you remember believing
In all that the wind brings.
Now - I want to tears,
But not believed - and all.
And let us everyday hmap
Do not tire desire to live,
But the holiday calendar
Already does not touch the soul.
 
In a new way, in a new way, someone lives,
But still, God forbid, for the old to give us something to do.
Wheels run across the steppe, tapping step.
Look out the window, do not look, and all is one - steppe.
Look through the window, do not look ...

You just do not talk to me
About bad luck every doubt.
And the steppe for sure is not scanty
For infinity and simplicity.
Let's talk to you
Perhaps still coming ...
After all, someone is not sleeping now,
After all, someone is waiting for this train.
 
Through the evening, painted in dark blue pastel,
There is a wagon car seat like a cradle.
Lilac smoke from sailing past the roof ...
Let's talk to you. Yes, you papiitel ... sleep ...