Текст песни А. Лазарева - Саша Ирбе. Ты мне звонишь

You call me when I sleep tightly,
When I am restless from my peace
When your usual "love"
It does not joyfully do me, but it hurts.

Such a night to migrate
through space (mountains or steppes ...);
And I no longer need to kiss
Your eyes are in a pearl, moonlight.

"How do you live?" - Your question is strange for me
Only because it is stupid and too clear.
Neither my words, nor joys, no tears
You don’t hear anymore ... you are covered by others.

And the moon became my friend,
huge, to the breath ...
You call me, disturbing the drown of sleep.
You call me, but there is no forgiveness to you.

It is not true that those who have left for an hour
All those who have forgotten for a moment - there are.
Those who love us are less,
Who to us is barely noticeable - cool.