Текст песни добряк - Наше последнее лето

Ugaday_kto:
Rings of smoke in the emptiness of the brother, I'm talking - you are a wonder ...
At the same time, thoughts about this, then
Eyes look at the sky, the words float across the bat.
There are no hands raised, do not essence ...
I carry on the Lane's Lane
Trails do not seem to be strangers, but snow is sorriage
Do you remind yourself of yourself
As I remember everything vulgar - nausea
I need to stop living in rainbow dreams
Need to stop writing these songs
Need to sash with you that not so
We must move on, because we are not together ...
I honestly tired, the sound of the hitting
Lullaby ... I go to bed and again on the start
Common sense to us whisper
Last summer, final stage ...