Текст песни Виталий львов - минуты тают

Every evening at the window, sit and look at the sky opened my eyes , there is no sorrow and no love , perhaps it's all waiting for you to come ... minutes are melting before our eyes, carries with him during their back, and not return all the dreams that you wanted ... over the summer , and you are in anguish , Ariadne's thread leads him to you , like a thunder storm and connect , you love the element of brightly illuminate ...