Текст песни gillia - Настоящая Любовь

[Verse 1]
They lay silently ... vzlyad each other ...
Her hand is squeezing his hand ... Outside blizzard
The snow moans in a ton to the world ...
Only a warm room, where they are, so languid ...
Without stopping to continue flirting views ...
Removed and frozen like a year ...
There was a weakness in her wide pupils.
And the inexplicable need to cry ...
Strange moisture wandered through the cold parquet
Leaving, barely noticeable, a trace to the trail ...
The feelings cast remained on the pillow -
She was presented as if breaking the harmony,
And looking out of the window, where the winds blew, groaned,
Where the snowfall fought the storm ... Tugged from the streets
Cold ... They met there when they were young ...
About three years ago, and now this room
Shared together and as if modest
Pure love is here ... And these thoughts are even stripes
Filling her head allowed her to sleep
With spaces of feelings flying to the sides ...
Motionless bodies ... black blanket
Stores heat, which almost did not remain ...
She understood that she loved him until morning came
But soon the spell of love will fall ...
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Pity not to return this look
homeless
Now poison full, to row
the third year you can hardly hide the feelings that they keep a pleasant, but disturbing scent
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[Verse 2]
Morning: pupil-like, love narrowed
And dependence in the one who lay next decreased,
But dependency grew in something else ...
And for her, everything ceased to be a dream ...
I wanted to howl again, because heroin fettered
And otrafiroval their feelings ... not new ...
Blood drained ... under shelter
Carpet-drunk pile under the sink lowered their heads ...

They knew that they did not have long ...
They were a pain ... and only ...
Were not love ... already three years ...
Artificial Oblivion and Sleepy Country ...

He did not love her, she - his ... Only their needle
I loved and wove a romantic verse,
Covering the body with scabs and holes
Leaving lovers in a bewildered state ...
What is love ... Sometimes they lay ...
And eyes plunging consciousness into unconsciousness
Mentally wanted to die, because even self-torture
It could no longer tolerate ...
And it was impossible to bring them closer ...
After all, there is only something sensually false ...
Nauseated dark gold wallpapers like Love
Slowly killing them both ...

[Verse 3]
She woke up ... He is not around ... Nice,
But the strange smell of snow did not hide itself ...
Then she looked around the corridor,
There from the bathroom, covering the floor plane,
Slowly flowed water and its thin layer
Already almost filled the room with myself ...
She was so scared ... impossible ...
The boundless stream of feelings crushed godlessness ...
She went there, stepping on the floor ...
Smearing traces of feelings forgotten somewhere ...
And there was silence and there were no words ...
There she found him, REAL and LONE ...

[outro]
Synthetic love is romantic ...
I love her, but she does not care for me ...
I would let it go, but I love her,
Or maybe they ... love me ...