Текст песни Сергей Федулов - Соседка

Half past five in the morning, sleepy, it's too dark
All the neighbors sleep peacefully behind the wall.
We live on the sly, not by ny, that with me?
Just have not been to the sea

I'm getting used to it and so, time flows - tick-so
Do you remember, met every evening at the elevator
And in the faces was something that now can not be found
And even for this, we forgive ourselves

Do you remember getting out into the yard every night
Exchanging a few words - it became a little easier.
Tea and cookies - plus fresh gossip
Can you come in, chat? Hurry up - no, no

There is something in you that is not exactly in them,
it is impossible to explain, and who will understand it?
Time can not be stopped, and I rarely rest myself
If something as before, come in, chat, neighbor

If something is calm, usually, how is it?
Our memories are just half-forgotten facts.
Thread talk lose? Here she is
So people can forget about each other

So you can not remember who we were yesterday
I'm not happy to admit that I lost something
The mass of past stories has long been equal to the mass of dust
And we are unlikely to be able to become those who were

*****
So - once and here we are no longer
But we will get in touch, I beg you - do not get lost x2

*****
If time suddenly appears
Come in just like that, let's break about anything,
If the city is covered with cold showers
So you go, but believe it is naive

Do you remember, we used to have fun together
And now we clean - we will take out all the trash
And stay in the emptiness of our rooms
So much simpler, our rooms no longer remember.

How we had nothing to share, and sharing was not a pity.
And how cool it was when someone just came to us
Shrug, see you tomorrow is hardly
And the next time they met their eyes, they hurriedly hid

Wean off the good. Still not easy.
But he will teach him to live in his throat
And neighbors do not believe neighbors in big cities
We knew that the time would come when

Days will merge into one, become sticky, sticky, sticky
And for hours at the entrance we are not already sitting on the bench.
Over time, we lose something, not knowing what it is
If there are no forces to be kind, then we will be at least evil.

Crush, do not read, zachirkay and cross out
I'm here either a little ironic, or too fanciful
All character traits are minor - little things
Man to man is a wolf, when there is nothing to talk about

*****

Once, get in touch
Be here, I ask you, do not get lost x2