Текст песни Mickey Macciato - Я не жду от тебя сигналов

I don't expect signals from you
Rasisable, sharp calls.
I generally have so little for love,
You and a couple of other people's poems.
I wrote to you poems
With a stupid pencil griffle
I would sob and read
You laughed and drank leisurely.
I would catch smell with strands.
Light, with flavors of Cidrero.
He rolled through the torn veins
And I would burn the last nerves.
I don't expect signals from you
I don't need your excuses.
The sky suddenly began to crush me,
It was as if the supports collapsed somewhere.
And what wanted to say before
I learned to swallow inside.
You are not doing not care about you
"You are not a habit to get used to it."
I smoked ruban grass
She screamed for hours: "Go!" On the bare walls.
Brigades came for me,
They pricked something in the veins.
I screamed, scratched these hands.
She said that there was no business
What I forgot, burned, buried from boredom.
That's exactly she fell out of love.
At night I slept diligently,
At seven, bitter tea was carefully.
In the courtyard is not so snowy
As before, I lose the keys.
I don't expect signals from you
As not expected by buried citizens.
I don't expect signals from you
What you do not wait, it will happen once.