Текст песни Misha Kim - Шарф

Wet a scarf in the snow and tears,
At the bus stop so long
It is worth it alone with sadness in his eyes,
And the pain and fear of the back of the head.
In my head like vinegar those dreams,
The acrid taste of family death
And the heart is compressed strength shackles,
What kept you among other ...
I looked back, and they do not care,
On their cards before zeros figures
And she - the limit is exceeded for a long time,
Selected proxy ciphers
Four figures - it disaster ...
She is one of three in the wall,
And with the world beyond compliance,
Wet a scarf in the snow and tears.
In cardiac arrest, the line,
The thin green stripes motionless,
She stands, clutching blue tickets,
Dropping red tears her hair.
Behind a door to the heart is kept
Milk flavor of her love,
And only he she often dreams
Recalling his eye lights ...

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