Текст песни телефонные.разговоры - минутами

Days pass by minutes, and I am with them along the way
Between minibuses.
Through the city, try not to lose my head
And keep the smell of your shampoo
I pass intersections, cars
And traffic lights, they don't care
And do not tie them .. these minutes
Or days. Confused.
Nor can I make out the words that I wrote in my hands.
And everything is empty, I'm looking for you everywhere:
In newspapers and on billboards.
And people think they're looking for inspiration
You write something down.
And I ... they make me sick
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Maybe the wind will take you to Peter
Together with the birds.
And I would ... not sleep without you ..