Текст песни Илья Лагутенко - Сиамские сердца

Probably beats at once
Siamese hearts.
The city is waiting for something
Waiting for revenge nervously
Pulling his legs, rolling his eyes.

I get sad.
I get sad.
Morning. Ashtray
From yesterday's table.
I have the key, he
From not my apartment.
And you too, however, not mine.

So this is your-howling-howling-howling problem
Your she is mine, mine is not mine
Stop
Body

And so sad and goodbye
Hands and eyelashes, and did not stick together yesterday.
And walk on the pavement gently, barefoot?
And suddenly you hug, yanking the wires.

So this is your-howling-howling-howling problem
Your she is mine, mine is not mine
Stop
Affairs