Текст песни Юра Титов - Комната

Hello, how are you? Remember me?
In the world only the walls and me.
All my letters, postcards e Male night calls,
In them, my measures and in them my faith
Patients are colds, but still mine.

This is my room, it was cold in it.
Leave, leaving, the door is open to you.
You will become my dreams to read, you will understand with sadness.
I was the most needed in this room ...

Exactly point night as a candle
Sparks, stars, down and from scratch,
Burned out, you have a good, tightly, compete before
Waxed on a soft palm,
Froze in my woolen sleeve, at the elbow.

This is my room, it was cold in it.
Leave, leaving, the door is open to you.
You will become my dreams to read, you will understand with sadness.
I was the most needed in this room ...