Текст песни Телевизор - Ушла из дома

She was seventeen years old, of medium height,
Brown hair, blue eyes.
Anyone who saw her at the station Beloostrov,
Please call.

Perhaps, then, it was not the best day,
And in the evening in the house smelled trouble.
And screaming mother and drunken father
She said: You're no longer our daughter.

A white night splashing fresh milk,
She lay on the roof, caressed concrete.
She was so simple, so easy
Go away, and do not know what will happen next.

She left home and never returned.
She left home and never returned.

Perhaps it was dark in the train,
And from teenagers reeked of wine.
She seemed so indifferent to the world, but
Now it is all the same.

She left home and never returned.
She left home and never returned.

And, in general, no matter what lies ahead,
If it is too easy or too sad,
There is always a way to take and leave,
And never come back.

She left home and never returned.
She left home and never returned.