Текст песни Павел Павлецов - Твоя Москва

I hear your voice on the phone again
He is now desirable and dear to me
Even though we knew each other only four days
Those days became a gift for me

I don't regret anything, but still
Consciousness with the soul is not an easy argument
Trying to warn, stop
But I can't hear, I want to be with you

Chorus:
Your Moscow is now your home. I'm not there
I changed my mind ... I'm going to return the ticket
Your Moscow. ... And maybe, to your misfortune
You couldn't forget that I'm waiting for you here

Never to be separated from you
It's so easy, it would seem that nonsense
But kilometers between us lay again
And we couldn't do anything about it

Just waiting, calls and SMS
Bring us together and draw us into a world of wonders
Bewitched by my naive game
I miss you so much, my little one

Chorus:
Your Moscow is now your home. I'm not there
I changed my mind ... I'm going to return the ticket
Your Moscow. ... And maybe, to your misfortune
You couldn't forget that I'm waiting for you here

Your Moscow. ...

Chorus:
Your Moscow is now your home. I'm not there
I changed my mind ... I'm going to return the ticket
Your Moscow. ... And maybe on their own trouble
You couldn't forget that I'm waiting for you here