Текст песни Чайф - Её глаза

In her eyes, the power of heaven,
Cobein did not die in her player
Her palm is clamped in a fist,
In the fist a phone call.
In her house Eternal Bardak,
In her room on the walls of the Beatle,
Its number as the code from the castle,
In the tube froze the words ...

There is still here
At least someone except me
There is still here
At least somebody...

In her purse mummage mascara,
In her notebook other poems,
Her day passed as always
Everything is so good in her dreams.
Her father is watching football,
Her sister fluffy sandy,
Her windows overlook the courtyard,
She shouts into the darkness of the word.

There is still here
At least someone except me
There is still here
At least somebody...

Her words - a hidden passion,
Her dances - open fire,
In her dreams tears and light,
Her song is one line.

There is still here
At least someone except me
There is still here
At least somebody...

There is still here
At least someone except me
There is still here
At least somebody...

There is still here
At least someone except me
There is still here
At least somebody...