Текст песни Даня Плотников - Здравствуй

Don't let go of my hand ...
The sun is bored
village.
I did not make it in time
to tell you
all that should have been.
I repent.
Slowly melting snow
in a lonely bed.
Time is a little behind
gently stumbling.

One, two, three, one, two.
Waltz - to hell.
We do not follow
for hands.
My plane - with delays in Peter.
Your monologue is from Murakami’s books.
One, two, three, one, two.
Tango shot down.
Where to find strength
on the first word?
I come back to you
again and again...

Do not forget my name
wait for me every night.
You hear the bell,
my voice is outside the door: & quot; hello ... & quot;
You will not answer.
I'm so tired of thousands of miles, thousands of words, thousands of eyes.
And every time I come back with the word: & quot; hello ... & quot;

One, two, three, one, two.
Waltz - to hell.
We do not follow
for hands.
My plane - with delays in Peter.
Your monologue is from Murakami’s books.
One, two, three, one, two.
Tango shot down.
Where to find strength
on the first word?
I come back to you
again and again...

Hello...