Текст песни Катерина Голицина - Духи с ароматом азона

A poem in a notebook - and for the torn area
Give me a perfume with the scent of ozone
To the sea and gulls, and can not see the land
And my fingerprints on the memory you take

Sail on a wave of wine flavor
What you did not believe me - I am guilty
I myself have not had time to spit on the shoulder
And only a personal matter - it's just my

Will breeze as the last gift
Dust taiga roads, hoarse barking of sheep dogs
Bell ringing memorial motif
There is no other reason I did not leave on the run

Let go of my sins in the past years
Give me a perfume with the scent of freedom
With the crumbs of black bread and water of rain
To strayed off the trail this bitch convoy

Where severe sentence where no ship's boy on the mast,
A gunner in the tower - you Fool me
With the scent of expensive perfume ozone
There is no law, so do not get mad