Текст песни АбрАкАдАбрА - Рукач

RUKACH

I came home, washed my hands,
I took the phone and didn't call ...

Chorus:
With your hand you wrote to me
Your number is on my hand.
With your hand you wrote to me
My phone is on my hand.

You were at the stadium, shouting: "Goal!"
I lit a cigarette and came up to you.
I asked: "What is your name, delicate flower?"
You said, "Be kind to me, friend."

Chorus.

After the match, you and I visited the cinema -
I do not remember and do not know what it was about.
We kissed like children on the last row
I told you, "I'll call you."

Chorus.

I came home late, happy as an elephant.
What happened today - is it a reality or a dream?
I came, out of habit, washed my hands,
I took the phone and didn't call ...

Chorus.