Текст песни Женщина с Бородой - Песенка про случайный секс

long morning
Waste of September
Pretend as though
You do not know me
I do not know you
We parted very warmly
Promise me to call once a year
And I'll try to write
I have to go
I will go
Night without greetings
In the darkness, unnecessary words misplaced fears of childhood
You know me
And I know myself
We smelled the wine of dark tobacco
I touch you you know me again
I'm trying to
Remember you
With every sip
Sleepy morning
Waste of September
Do not need anymore
You do not remember me
And I do not recognize you
And we are looking for words to understand something
But again and again,
I have to go I will go
I promise I will write