Lyrics Kresh - Белая птица

Going to the very last flight
I want to say goodbye, but something interferes
It's been a whole month and how you said
For unknown reasons, I want to wait for you

You flew away on your own two
Patted my world, which raised a riot inside
And died down, probably gone somewhere three years
As always, one and even the ripples do not make my pond

Hope fades away, so it's no more a habit
On the road Stopping kanyak thoughts waterfall
Your images seemed to go out as matches
It could not have come out otherwise, but something is wrong with me.

Here's a turn, but not that I miss, but why
Ebash this heart of a lie, and fly away
No, I didn't drink, but I was sad for a couple of months.
Good wind cold spring, calmed me

I no longer dream of a white bird
She flew south so forget everything
In vain I believed that she would come back
She was not today and tomorrow (2)

Soul is tired of scars on all places
Among the diamonds of these stars, I dull opal
And where is the one with dreams well of desires
In which the seekers of happiness the whole way was trampled

I will never understand the rules, and these games
What kind of person to live in tight knots intrigue
I forgot, you're in the south, all is well
But when thinking of you, it somehow pushes the stomach

Sorry for all those scenes that were
Probably was young, your wings are overthrown
For me, my life was forever holidays
But now everything has changed

These letters and splinters, now everything is boxed
After all, my life mind dried up like a swamp
I'm tired of hiding behind tight camouflage
Tired of the endless roller coaster

I no longer dream of a white bird
She flew south so forget everything
In vain I believed that she would come back
She was not today and tomorrow (2)

Day, week, month, someone is frantic
And I do not care, the same, outcast off-road
And no matter with whom you have to go next
I will not regret, because what is, like this

Estimate I began to write rap and found colleagues
Threw out the old sega, became measured and perfectly
I celebrate each new arrival of spring
Your image has long been forgotten in me, like a fruit rotten

The cycle of deception and sadness frozen in pain
Salt as sand from quartz, Tears from the Barents Sea
A house full of dusty photos
Threw and forgot, forgot again, smoke in my throat again

Glasses to the bottom, where you are interested now
But why come back again in this stupid farce
You have your own destiny, I have my own ceiling
A stronghold of thought in which, of memories of blank cartridges

I no longer dream of a white bird
She flew south so forget everything
In vain I believed that she would come back
She was not today and tomorrow (2)

Each text should be output
It remains as before, all in a damn fog
Private cat scrapes my heart, cute
Heart aches, knocks in the ribs, as if a bomb with TNT

The wind whispers from the balcony, wants to break the will
But to shake nothing is nothing more than a solo
Just the story of one mad mind
Probably for a boring evening fate was punished

Phrases to phrases, the sky without a pair, I'm just like it
I am no favorite black cat
The morning was gray, the sunset was turning pink, and I am with him
Kotorul before the porch without meaning days

What is missing, why do I dream
White bird knocking on my window
And whispers, fly away to the south, forget me, everything is here
Brad and let not be confused among the wild feelings