Текст песни Дмитрий BEZU Малышев - Запах ее волос

Between morning fog
And night rain
In the twilight of madly torn
He goes to her house
In the house goes, just creaking the door
Shaking off the remnants of sleep
To just once last
Drink wine with her

Silence is also a conversation.
Despair is not a sentence
Grief and smoke from cigarettes ...
Remember forever the smell of her hair ...

Between times and idleness
On the edge of the earth
Let go as they could
Ships in the sky
And caught all the signals
From other worlds
He does not remember, but she does not say
Enough, no more words ...

Silence is also a conversation.
Despair is not a sentence
Grief and smoke from cigarettes ...
Remember forever the smell of her hair ...

Between that and this life
Just an episode
From the rain he comes to light
And the fog will go ...

Silence is also a conversation.
Despair is not a sentence
Grief and smoke from cigarettes ...
Remember forever the smell of her hair ...