Текст песни Екатерина Семёнова - 03.Телеграмма

Telegram, your telegram,
A voice thrown from afar.
I was reminded of the past stubbornly,
Having hooked again the vein of the temple.
But we will not about what was simple
It did not work out, as if in spite.
Where did you wear you before,
What happened later.
Where did you wear you before,
What happened later.

Your telegram will not melt
Ice of January painful days,
Will not cover anxious flus
My tears and sleepless nights.
But let's not about what rushed off
With the wind of our calendar.
I said goodbye to you early
Your telegram is guilty.
I said goodbye to you early
Your telegram is guilty.

My telegram will be brief:
"Sorry, I love something else."
The line will go on the form evenly,
I’ll write, I will not beat off.
Tired of the past, so straight
Yes, and the thread broke off ...
They came to me another telegram
I did not figure out the first.
They came to me another telegram
I did not figure out the first.

E. Semenova - V. Kiselev