Текст песни Антон Духовской - Я ждал твоего звонка

Entails a vanity station
We like moths to a flame ...
Saying goodbye, you said to me:
"I'll call in the evening."
And the evening was in a hurry to meet,
And entered his lungs.
I have done this evening?
I've been waiting for your call.
And the city of twinkling lights,
In the morning, put out the lights.
And while flashed days -
In the week days were formed.
And, perhaps, from idleness
Requests to the string string ...
I have done all week?
I've been waiting for your call.
It really has become a tradition in the world -
At the time fast running.
And somehow, to the delight of children
Washed the ground first snow.
Knead the soles of snow.
Notice - Winter Is Coming.
I have done a whole month?
I've been waiting for your call.
... It has long been asleep at night.
And not the kind of fashion long ago.
Long accustomed to silence.
Only verses torn sheet.
Outside the windows - bad weather.
I Gray in his hand a glass of ...
I have done over the years?
I've been waiting for your call.
And falling, the wind cut,
The last leaf trembles ...
And live longer interval
Length just something ... in life ...
Only one note is not sung -
Mysterious and subtle ...
What I have done in this life?
I've been waiting for your call.