Lyrics Бадун - Замёрз
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Замёрз один в холодной кухне
Закрыл успел купить билеты
Усни со мною накануне
Вернись в мои рассказы про лето
Река застынет раньше чем надо
Песком текут сквозь пальцы дороги
Смотри на твоих щеках водопады
Где я не раз ломал свои ноги
Листва не последний раз опадает
Зима не будет костью в горле
Зачем мне эти дикие песни
Пускай живут себе на воле
Когда нас будет снова двое
Когда твои утихнут страсти
Смотри на твоей груди только горы
Где я не раз терял своё счастье
Когда я стану самым-самым
Начну считать твои апрели
Никто не станет гнать тебя палкой
Домой где ты не нужна постели
Твоя способность быть незаметной
Спасёт ещё одно воскресенье
Смотри на твоих руках магистрали
Где я не раз терял управленье
Frozen alone in the cold kitchen
Closed managed to buy tickets
Sleep with me the day before
Come back to my stories about summer
The river will freeze earlier than necessary
Sand flow through the fingers of the road
See waterfalls on your cheeks
Where I have broken my legs more than once
The foliage will not fall for the last time
Winter won't be a bone in your throat
Why do I need these wild songs
Let them live at will
When there are two of us again
When your passions subside
Look at your chest only mountains
Where I have lost my happiness more than once
When I become the best
I'll start counting your April
No one will chase you with a stick
Home where you don't need a bed
Your ability to be invisible
Save another Sunday
Look at your hands of the highway
Where I've lost control more than once
Closed managed to buy tickets
Sleep with me the day before
Come back to my stories about summer
The river will freeze earlier than necessary
Sand flow through the fingers of the road
See waterfalls on your cheeks
Where I have broken my legs more than once
The foliage will not fall for the last time
Winter won't be a bone in your throat
Why do I need these wild songs
Let them live at will
When there are two of us again
When your passions subside
Look at your chest only mountains
Where I have lost my happiness more than once
When I become the best
I'll start counting your April
No one will chase you with a stick
Home where you don't need a bed
Your ability to be invisible
Save another Sunday
Look at your hands of the highway
Where I've lost control more than once