Lyrics Артём Угляров - Морем
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Рассказал историю, той которой мало.
Нас с тобой не стало,слёзы по ресницам.
Ты была любовью, смысл моей жизни.
Не было бы моря, и тебя нарочно.
По небу лети, душа моя.
Так осторожно, и не спеша.
И крыльями неба навсегда.
Знаешь, я стал бы морем.
Рассказал историю, не хватило строчек.
Было очень мило.
Ямочки с улыбкой.
Написал об этом,но сломались мысли.
Может и нарочно, сердце застучало.
По небу лети, душа моя.
Так осторожно, и не спеша.
И крыльями неба навсегда.
Знаешь, я стал бы морем.
Нас с тобой не стало,слёзы по ресницам.
Ты была любовью, смысл моей жизни.
Не было бы моря, и тебя нарочно.
По небу лети, душа моя.
Так осторожно, и не спеша.
И крыльями неба навсегда.
Знаешь, я стал бы морем.
Рассказал историю, не хватило строчек.
Было очень мило.
Ямочки с улыбкой.
Написал об этом,но сломались мысли.
Может и нарочно, сердце застучало.
По небу лети, душа моя.
Так осторожно, и не спеша.
И крыльями неба навсегда.
Знаешь, я стал бы морем.
I told the story, the one that is not enough.
We were not with you, tears on your eyelashes.
You were love, the meaning of my life.
There would be no sea, and you on purpose.
In the sky fly, my soul.
So carefully, and slowly.
And the wings of the sky forever.
You know, I would have become a sea.
I told the story, there were not enough lines.
It was very nice.
Dimples with a smile.
Wrote about it, but thoughts broke.
Maybe on purpose, my heart pounded.
In the sky fly, my soul.
So carefully, and slowly.
And the wings of the sky forever.
You know, I would have become a sea.
We were not with you, tears on your eyelashes.
You were love, the meaning of my life.
There would be no sea, and you on purpose.
In the sky fly, my soul.
So carefully, and slowly.
And the wings of the sky forever.
You know, I would have become a sea.
I told the story, there were not enough lines.
It was very nice.
Dimples with a smile.
Wrote about it, but thoughts broke.
Maybe on purpose, my heart pounded.
In the sky fly, my soul.
So carefully, and slowly.
And the wings of the sky forever.
You know, I would have become a sea.