Текст песни Timm ft. Мафон ft. Баста - Она

She loves her holding her hand.
solidly so slightly cools the heart is de-energized
loves films about love about sunflower paradise
hates when you see the land edge
in her dreams you can not hide the light of the soul
she is always in a hurry somewhere in life
her character is sugar with a crumb of glass
she is innocent suddenly always alone
she won't show spark from tears
her love is just a joke
and light walk across the sky from the stars
she holds the path of the constellation of dreams
she likes to rain these trickles of water
and she thinks they are all in love with her
she walks along the asphalt barefoot in the tracks
she believes and hears his words
she often drinks coffee and just drinks
nicotine her heart will kill by droplets
she is pure cocaine like water in a lake
she is always in love with someone seriously
she always walks the streets and sings softly
monologue with herself so sincerely leads
she loves freedom and background music
and sometimes she prefers to be alone
her music, the music of his soul she walks in a circle the motto do not say
she loves the combination of red and black
her hair is really soft waves
she doesn't like to paint her face
she wants to call someone her father
the eternal mess in the head and in the life of a mess
or maybe just a crisis
she likes snow and bright magazines thin cigarettes and scandals
wallow in the bathroom when someone came
she is funny that this someone did not find her
she always loved to appear too grown up
and often you will not understand the secret meaning of her questions
she will not be sad in the eyes of the crowd soulless
she knows that no one really listens
she will not be transformed into an insensible piece of ice
she wants to be a favorite half
each time sometimes laughs so often
and do not understand why the questions
she loves the internet to hide her tears
and write in the status that love is prose
so cute and so funny again
seems rough but in your arms harbors
she will do everything to become better
her life changed that ridiculous case
didn't want to go somewhere that day
too many lessons and just laziness
she loves mittens and hates gloves
she likes bitter though more sweet
she is told yes leave your verses
they are probably far away from her
she will smoke again take a deep breath
she probably won't understand him again
she's a bit strange almost blind
a little silly, easy is about to pause
likes to scatter hair on a pillow
and thinks it is slim vertical stripes
unhappy with growing legs
and will again lie under the diet presse
loves to sleep on the roof and meet the dawn
likes to solve at night which planet
loves candles fortune and children's fairy tales
she believes her dreams are not in vain
she likes to be a little princess and defenseless
yet brightly dressed to be visible
she loves the wind to caress her hair
she can convey every feeling in her voice
Wants to be known so beautiful
what would everyone who saw say what diva
what would be once near the poster passing
he whispered i remember you
loves carousels like in french movies
love learning and trying hard
just to bring home such fives
from which the crust cracks in the diary ...