Текст песни Princesa Alize - Скучаю, не хватает тебя

I miss, did not say yet, I'm sorry
In the depths of myself I find myself who knew
Already the sixth of April does not let go of this verse
Through a dream, I sobbed and woke up who it is
There so tat-a-tt, who these hands held
So you put out the fires, and immediately lit
Palm lines will play your last sleeping bag
We do not see each other, we calculate correctly
Winter, after all, after all, without hurting, will pass
His gait, cold parquet squeaks
And somehow you already know, the soul does not call for a walk
After all, fresh air, will contribute here only wheezing
Voice planted because time counted in cigarettes
I asked to throw everything here, and I threw away the verses
Driveway in the fall without waiting for the summer
Forwarded letters to the wrong recipients
April played in me, hope sang in me
On Monday of spring, all from scratch
The drafts were streaked with ashes.
With so fed up, look for answers in four
And on the bolts of time, we were locked in the body
What so used to flinch and hate winter
For let passing, but such a cold wind
Here, just not seriously palm lines will take
And somehow, you accidentally say
Quiet so that two people walk
“It's all early, you know, I'm taking the memory.”
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