Текст песни Евгений Гришковец - Есть такое чувство...любовь...

There is a feeling, in general, which, although called a single word, is a feeling. This feeling is called such a word, which is extremely difficult to pronounce in the native language. On someone else's, foreign, as many irresponsible you can speak. And if you say it in your native language, you will immediately stumble over it and, as if apologizing, you will clear your throat. And even if you think this word, there in your brain, you will think, and then apologize, as it were, you will stumble over it and cough ... It is a word of love. Well, when it falls on you, once again, this love falls on you, and with what each next love is always stronger than the previous one. And so it fell, and you think, “well, mine is, well, why again, eh? So everything was good, rational, calm, comfortable. ” And here it is felt strongly and for a long time again. And already not to go anywhere, you know that everything has already fallen. And in this state you go out wherever you are on business, and on business that is scheduled before love, because during love there is no business at all. Well, that is, in fact, it goes for your torso, to perform some kind of social functions. And there it is going on that you went out, went, disappeared and disappeared. And you do not, and did not. And you can't even remember how it was when you were gone. Then you suddenly appear and the world begins to manifest itself, like an image on photo paper and you find yourself sitting on some kind of dirty bench. In a part of the city that is incomprehensible and unfamiliar to you, on such a dirty bench, on which you would never have sat down without love. And then some pieces of paper, broken glass, people go somewhere and you think, how did you get here? You look at the clock and you realize that you have not been there for quite a long time. And you have to get out of here somewhere. And where to get out? Well, wherever all the people go. You get up and follow people. And where does everyone go? And all go to the subway. And you go, and at the same time you have such a lyrical face. Well, because you feel sorry for yourself, well, because that's how this happened. Somehow you yourself so sorry you go, worry. And suddenly in a crowd you meet such a face that you even feel ashamed of, for all this lyrics And you think, Lord, what could have happened to a person, what would have become such a face? And this is a person who stands and, for example, sells something near the subway. Or gives a piece of paper with useful information. Or here he stands with useful information on the chest. And even I want to find out this information, or even buy what he sells there, but not so that he would be happy, but in order that his face would be, well, even for a second would change. But it is clear that such global processes have already taken place, that the face does not change anything. And here you are looking and thinking, Lord, but to whom to say thanks for the fact that I am not standing here just the same? But you could stand. Who would say thank you for not sweeping yards or collecting bottles in these yards? Who to say thank you for? And the person you love. That person who loves you. Not that tourists, foreign people who came to see what is happening here. And you catch their eyes and of course I understand that you are no more than a cityscape for them. Moreover, it is much less significant than, for example, elite decorations on the facade, be it a fountain or a stone horse. And all that you can, just smile at them. And they have already formed an opinion about you and the country. It seems to them that everything is clear and very clear. But your man is not a foreign tourist and not a guest in your heart. He does not stick footage of life into the album, just to show drunken guests. He believes, remembers and loves. Is always. It fills all your space, and you do not feel lonely. The world does not seem such a big and round thing. You understand that you are sitting on the edge, on the surface of the planet. Above is only the universe that values ​​you and believes in you.