Lyrics Алла Пугачева - В книжке телефонной

In the book the old - old telephone
Where memories live
I leaf through the pages of erased
Everyone who I was expensive , right there

There you are . Come
Sit down here , closer
Look me in the eye
Ask about anything
And I 'll tell you
That everything in my life
There was good
What I wish more

But sometimes you're with me
Again with me so vividly
It seems to me as if suddenly returned bygone
And in the dream I dream of you
You dream of me, my love ,
Why so long, so long are you not called me

In the book the old - old telephone
Where memories live
I leaf through the pages of erased
Everyone who I was expensive , right there

Old friend, you came
But do not look at me
Do not hand me your hands
Do not ask how things
We both , old ,
Drunk pain to the bottom
Shake the dust offense
After all, you are my enemy then was

Forgive everything and save
Former our friendship
You can only through many years looking at themselves
Wait to go
We need to talk
You know, all these years I lacked thee

In the book the old - old telephone
Where memories live
I leaf through the pages of erased
Everyone who I was expensive , right there

In the book the old - old telephone
Where memories live
I leaf through the pages of erased
Everyone who I was expensive , right there