Lyrics Андрей Козловский - Снегири
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Словно клавиша кнопка звонка,
Только нот не прочту в темноте.
Узнаешь? - этой твой музыкант
И его непослушная тень.
Удивляешься? Дай мне войти
И спиной прислониться к стене.
Я, как ветер, навеки в пути,
Вспоминала ли ты обо мне?
Не отталкивай и не прощай,
Видишь - сам на себя не похож.
Прошепчи, если поздно кричать,
Промолчи, что меня узнаешь...
Снегири, снегири, снегири -
Окрыленные дети зимы
На одном языке говорим
Снегири, снегопады и мы,
За окном приполярная мгла,
То ли ночь на дворе, то ли день,
Мир расколот стеклом пополам
На республики птиц и людей.
Я не помню, когда я остыл,
Ты не знаешь, когда мне уйти.
Эти черные руки чисты,
А за черные думы - прости.
Посмотри за окно, посмотри,
Не гляди мне в глаза, не гляди,
Это все снегири, снегири,
И один из них бьется в груди.
Like a key button key,
Only notes will not be read in the dark.
Do you know? - This is your musician
And his naughty shadow.
Wonderful? Let me fit
And lean back to the wall.
I like the wind, forever in the way,
Did you remember about me?
Do not repel and do not forgive,
You see - he does not look like himself.
Whispers, if you shout late
Exactly what you know ...
Snegiri, Snegiri, Snegiri -
Winged children
In one language speak
Snegiri, snowfall and we,
Outside the window and the polar blade,
Whether the night in the yard, or day,
The world split with glass in half
The Republic of Birds and People.
I do not remember when I cooled,
You do not know when I leave.
These black hands are clean,
And for the Black Duma - forgive.
Look at the window, look,
Do not look into my eyes, do not look,
These are all skills, bullfinch,
And one of them beats in his chest.
Only notes will not be read in the dark.
Do you know? - This is your musician
And his naughty shadow.
Wonderful? Let me fit
And lean back to the wall.
I like the wind, forever in the way,
Did you remember about me?
Do not repel and do not forgive,
You see - he does not look like himself.
Whispers, if you shout late
Exactly what you know ...
Snegiri, Snegiri, Snegiri -
Winged children
In one language speak
Snegiri, snowfall and we,
Outside the window and the polar blade,
Whether the night in the yard, or day,
The world split with glass in half
The Republic of Birds and People.
I do not remember when I cooled,
You do not know when I leave.
These black hands are clean,
And for the Black Duma - forgive.
Look at the window, look,
Do not look into my eyes, do not look,
These are all skills, bullfinch,
And one of them beats in his chest.