Текст песни Александр Новиков - Крошка

Dried over her sofa
there is a guitar on the wall.
Flowers on the window, flowers on my soul
raved about the rain.
And the mirror stared into the sofa:
oh, what a couple!
Couple - you and me, couple - you and me.
You and me alone.

Launched rings to the ceiling
languid cigarette
And on them are the words about love
flew away.
And we lay with her,
like two tickets
For one session, for a large session
under the name "Night".

And I wanted to try the door:
how long will I stay?
Will I stay, will I get stuck
in gentle hands?
Will I put it deep in my heart
cute quirk -
A baby that can fly at night
in white clouds.

Shadows stumbled on the wall
and sneaked to the hallway
And they whispered into a scream, and were silent aloud,
and weaved again.
And there was a divided night -
not the same:
For neighbors - noise, for me - overnight,
for her - love.

Chit.
You burn like a butterfly with a bang
on the wick.
Chit.
The fire is dancing. And I'm in tiny
I am warming myself.

2010 year