Текст песни Jukebox Trio - Верочка

Verochka (Music and lyrics by Vladimir Ivanov)

Thoughts roam the inside
Counter-clockwise.
I wake up in the morning
That's just not with you.
There's a mess in my head
Miss you.
Your mother, how is it so
Could I screw it up?

I'm not perfect
There is no excuse for me.
Doctor, give me a remedy
Relieve suffering.

Verochka, where are you, my girl?
Verochka, you were my meaning.
My-my-my Verochka, I’ll find you anyway.
Verochka is mine.

I hardly breathe from cigarettes
Smoke yourself in spite.
So many thoughts in silence
So very few words.
Each small jamb
I want to fix it.
Whatever I am an eccentric
I love you.

I'm not perfect
There is no excuse for me.
Doctor, give me a remedy
Relieve suffering.

Verochka, where are you, my girl?
Verochka, you were my meaning.
My-my-my Verochka, I’ll find you anyway.
Verochka is mine.

Yes, not perfect
There is no excuse for me.
My recipe for a remedy
Relieve suffering:

Verochka - a - a
Verochka, you were my meaning.
My-my-my Verochka, I'm going to bring you back.
Verochka is mine.

Verochka, where are you, my girl?
Verochka, you were my meaning.
My-my-my Verochka, I'm going to bring you back.
Verochka is mine.