Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Уходя-уходи

Say one Mr.: "Leaving - always go."
Well, I still do not. I still love.
Flource dieza in the garden,
Turning into your song.
The wind of the morning candle blew up
And I'm still waiting for something.

"Leaving - always go" - said one master.
But where and why? If so alone.
Halls creak at night
In the house unfinished by me.
Syrus in the room. Zyabko shoulders.
In the kitchen at the table sorrow.

The furnace has cooled.
And the well drying.
All the water is gone.
In the house rat.
In the kitchen at the table sorrow.

Say one Mr.: "Leaving - always go."
That's all. I'm leaving. There is no longer output.
Stopped vinyl disk
With the best thing my notota,
What sounded sometime in the night
On the farewell worship.

So it happened.
So disagreeable
Lord.
We came out of the rules.
On the farewell worship.