Lyrics Нервы - Май Bay
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Я так хочу вернуться в май-май, но только наступила осень.
Пора спать, бай-бай, завтра вставать в восемь.
Я так хочу вернуться в май-май, но только наступила осень.
Пора спать, бай-бай, завтра вставать в восемь.
Ну неужели что-то не так, скажите мне, что творится.
В голове бардак, в комнате тоже самое,
Лица на улице в неадекватном состоянии,
Милиция на это уже устала обращать внимание.
Так и сижу, слушаю шум за окнами.
Невольно, мне не нужно, просто все орут так громко.
Соседи видят шоу с понедельника по воскресенье,
Всегда в одном и том же настроении.
Завариваю чай и думаю, почему так
В нашей жизни столько непонятных муток.
Наша судьба не переваривает шуток.
Зато у каждого вагон идей, подкинутых уток.
Часто слышу как она смеется.
Сто пудово за мои ошибки отрывается.
Эта истина еще старее чем солнце.
Зло - злом, а добро - добром возвращается.
Просто нужно немного подождать.
Пойду помою посуду, хотя хочется спать.
Завтра снова эта первая пара опять.
Будильник на 8, а сколько сейчас? 5
Припев:
Я так хочу вернуться в май-май, но только наступила осень.
Пора спать, бай-бай, завтра вставать в восемь.
Я так хочу вернуться в май-май, но только наступила осень.
Пора спать, бай-бай, завтра вставать в восемь.
Ну, до чего пустой может быть голова,
Когда садишься специально о чем-то писать.
И в песню лезут ненужные слова,
А настоящее и вовсе не стоит искать.
Не стоит искать счастье, нужно его дарить.
У меня его много, пожалуйста, берите!
Ведь у меня есть музыка и мне есть где жить.
Есть для кого писать, есть мои зрители.
Дождь за окном часто поет со мной.
Он чувствует музыку каждым прикосновением.
Его нот рядом с моей душой, он виновник грусти и вдохновения.
Что-то я снова заслушался, дождь льет уже 7 часов подряд.
Его давно не было, и он успел соскучиться, и я тоже, - честно говоря.
Грусть ты не уходишь и не уходи, чай уже готов, давай посидим.
Расскажи, как там твоя жизнь, нам до моей далеко, не спеши.
Я так хочу вернуться в май-май, но только наступила осень.
Пора спать, бай-бай, завтра вставать в восемь.
Я так хочу вернуться в май-май, но только наступила осень.
Пора спать, бай-бай, завтра вставать в восемь.
Я так хочу вернуться в май-май. Я хочу вернуться в май-май.
Я хочу вернуться в май-май, я хочу вернуться в май.
Я хочу вернуться в май-май. Я хочу вернуться в май-май.
Я хочу вернуться! Я хочу вернуться!
Я так хочу вернуться в май-май, но только наступила осень.
Пора спать, бай-бай, завтра вставать в восемь.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
Well, is there something wrong, tell me what's going on.
In my head a mess, in the same room,
Persons on the street in an inadequate condition,
The police are already tired of paying attention to this.
So I'm sitting, listening to the noise outside the windows.
Involuntarily, I do not need it, everyone just yells so loudly.
Neighbors see the show from Monday to Sunday,
Always in the same mood.
I make tea and I think, why so
In our lives there are so many incomprehensible ducks.
Our destiny does not digest jokes.
But at everyone the car of ideas, thrown ducks.
Often I hear how she laughs.
One hundred pounds for my mistakes comes off.
This truth is even older than the sun.
Evil is evil, and good is good.
Just need to wait a little.
I'll go wash the dishes, although I want to sleep.
Tomorrow again, this first pair again.
Alarm clock at 8, and how much now? 5
Chorus:
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
Well, to what a head can be empty,
When you sit down to write something special.
And unnecessary words climb into the song,
But the present is not worth looking for.
Do not seek happiness, you need to give it.
I have a lot, please take it!
After all, I have music and I have where to live.
There are for whom to write, there are my spectators.
Rain outside the window often sings with me.
He feels the music with every touch.
His notes are next to my soul, he is the cause of sadness and inspiration.
Something I again heard, the rain pours for 7 hours.
He was long gone, and he missed me, and so did I, to be honest.
Sadness you do not leave and do not go away, tea is already ready, let's sit.
Tell me how your life is there, to us far away from me, do not rush.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May. I want to return to May-May.
I want to return to May-May, I want to return to May.
I want to return to May-May. I want to return to May-May.
I want to return! I want to return!
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
Well, is there something wrong, tell me what's going on.
In my head a mess, in the same room,
Persons on the street in an inadequate condition,
The police are already tired of paying attention to this.
So I'm sitting, listening to the noise outside the windows.
Involuntarily, I do not need it, everyone just yells so loudly.
Neighbors see the show from Monday to Sunday,
Always in the same mood.
I make tea and I think, why so
In our lives there are so many incomprehensible ducks.
Our destiny does not digest jokes.
But at everyone the car of ideas, thrown ducks.
Often I hear how she laughs.
One hundred pounds for my mistakes comes off.
This truth is even older than the sun.
Evil is evil, and good is good.
Just need to wait a little.
I'll go wash the dishes, although I want to sleep.
Tomorrow again, this first pair again.
Alarm clock at 8, and how much now? 5
Chorus:
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
Well, to what a head can be empty,
When you sit down to write something special.
And unnecessary words climb into the song,
But the present is not worth looking for.
Do not seek happiness, you need to give it.
I have a lot, please take it!
After all, I have music and I have where to live.
There are for whom to write, there are my spectators.
Rain outside the window often sings with me.
He feels the music with every touch.
His notes are next to my soul, he is the cause of sadness and inspiration.
Something I again heard, the rain pours for 7 hours.
He was long gone, and he missed me, and so did I, to be honest.
Sadness you do not leave and do not go away, tea is already ready, let's sit.
Tell me how your life is there, to us far away from me, do not rush.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.
I so want to return to May-May. I want to return to May-May.
I want to return to May-May, I want to return to May.
I want to return to May-May. I want to return to May-May.
I want to return! I want to return!
I so want to return to May-May, but it's just autumn.
Time to sleep, buy-in, tomorrow to get up at eight.