Текст песни Алексей Воробьёв - Обещай


We never promised to love to the grave
We already had something to talk about with her.
They killed nights in cigarette smoke without sleep
It was as if they knew that it would all be over soon.

I'm not trying to get everything back to square one,
These seven circles of Dante passed to zero.
"Divine Comedy" played in faces,
Just promise me not to dream again.

You don't write and I don't call
And mother said: "Everything is only for the best."
And I kind of keep fidelity,
Your telephone number.

And I love you.

Probably it was superfluous,
Again I try to think logically.
Conversations with oneself about the personal.
Loneliness has already become a habit.

Meet me depression
Somewhere in the third stage of madness.
I'll try to fall in love again
Just promise me not to dream again.

You don't write and I don't call
And mother said: "Everything is only for the best."
And I kind of keep fidelity,
Your telephone number.