Текст песни elli hvild - Кофе с лимоном

And he told himself that he is special
I wanted to fly up to the sky, but the wings were broken.
He thought for a moment, what he became?
Do not ascended to Olympus, the usual simpleton.

There was no sun in his klopovnike ago,
A cup of coffee and rest liters.
It lit the fire - a fireplace.
His house, his microcosm within it.
deadlock and only ...
It's like Nero - full routine
and cares empty.
Izatop desert - this is his life.
Beer cans in the apartment, not dopit.
Cigarette butts right there are necrolyte.
The body on the bed, or near, not finished off ..
And he dreamed of all-just be with her.
When I saw the waitress in the cafe next door.
He sat at a table with the same number of another year,
and I ordered a different - coffee with lemon.

And we dream and do not know why.
Killed when dreams fail us.
And I'm happy if you're not busy with anything similar.
This is not life here and so when the floor breath.