Текст песни Белый - Тет-а-тет

Where the ships go wait do not tell
we don't swim to this harbor anyway
we are too different with you but similar inside
On your skin the shivering lights in my eyes
Still burning days hanging on the bottom
And if I have to drown then only in you
My night will take to the shores of freedom
Our province is still waiting for good weather.
Under this sky, my life is locked up
And there is no buzz one swim for buoys
There are different roles around but they are not mine
Minutes do not stop cool

 
I'm somewhere in the courtyards soaring in the arms of the night
And there is nothing closer than your non-rooted handwriting

  

The wind of the old man pierces me here at the stations
Catching the edge of charred debris
The dream of life is like a road
Like a line up with lack of oxygen
Why all when stealing dreams
when relatives leave until next spring
And your butterflies inside so far away from me
Change days for me we are not alone
holding hands unattractively drowns the moon
I'm like a frozen kai but not from charms
While in a small room the hearth burns
And the lines hurry to the surface
where hundreds of people machines build a painstaking world
I am a strange stranger in a dream there
What visits the column, but remains at the bottom.
It's like trying to get out in the boiling water.