Текст песни А. Новиков - Соломенный шалаш

I cry under your window
In it is emptiness.
You knock my number out at night -
And there are beeps in it.
For too long, I am not the one, and you are not the one.
My heart breaks, but you won’t let it out of my hand.

Chorus:
This meeting will not be repeated for us,
Burned and ours
Thatched, thatched, thatched hut.
Thatched, thatched, thatched hut.

There will be more lonely birds
But you do not rub.
To me - to the north, to you - to the south,
But you call.
I'll drink sadness from your glass
Drop the rest goodbye.

Chorus:
This meeting will not be repeated for us,
Burned and ours
Thatched, thatched, thatched hut.
Thatched, thatched, thatched hut.

In the meantime, bitter smoke under the sky
Did not go out all
You give me a sparkle in my eyes
Stop it.
The boy with the girl's palms warmed here.
But everything burned down? .. So it's from love.

Chorus:
This meeting will not be repeated for us,
Burned and ours
Thatched, thatched, thatched hut.
Thatched, thatched, thatched hut.