Текст песни Romeo Bourbon - Наваждение

This snowstorm
It's a cold holiday
When a snowstorm and in the head .
I did not take off ,
I just canceled my mind ,
And like a blind man coming to you .

This feeling is impossible to appease .
Beating heart pulse rabid birds .
If I stick to you ,
Baby, let me not stop .

Something is wrong,
With thoughts do not meet ,
And these days I'm not myself .
City tired
From drunken nights and dances .
My obsession - sucks .