Текст песни Антон Трофимов на фестивале Камертон 2016 - Посвящение Т.

It smells of sadness in autumn
It smells like a winter evening in summer.
Don't greet me -
I'll welcome you myself.
The crossroads of our souls
It was covered with foliage and snow.
The shower drips steadily in the bathroom,
And the sky turns black in the windows.

We don't need words at all
To say to each other: "Hello!"
There will be a night for shared dreams
Medicine for blues and tears.
Crossroads of two destinies -
Our cramped apartment -
Breathes regularly in the dark
At the borders of another world.

We don't write letters to each other,
And we rarely call not on business.
And life in a leisurely circle
Flowing - well, how did you want?
For a long time we have not divided into parts
Friends - on yours and mine.
But there is weightless happiness
In the ability to live for two ...

We don't hide our habits
We got used to the sides tightly.
For you - if tea, then hot.
And if I smoke, then "Zhitan".
And who will answer me where
The most ordinary family
Such an infrequent miracle
The ability to live for two? ..