Текст песни Катя Малая - На прощанье....

The cigarette flashes somewhere in darkness,
And thoughts in the head only about you ...
On the clock for 4 am,
And I'm sitting and waiting for you.
This morning puts everything in places
You will come and leaving, and I will sleep ...
You will only sleep for me,
Little would go, and he did not end.
I woke up to dinner, I will get out of bed,
Looks out in the window, and behind him blizzard.
How strange however, yesterday was summer,
My thoughts were again lost somewhere.
Doorbell. Who is there? Who!
It seems I'm not waiting for anyone ...
Opening the door I see you,
You are from the threshold: I'm sorry, I could not come yesterday.
Please do not think like me
I have long been not that ...
And do not think to return me
I myself chose the way ...

Please Tanya, don't you think like me?!
I have long been not that.
And do not think to return me
I myself chose my way!
The wind will rush and will take sadness,
Outside the cold window, oh well ...
What is standing? Waiting for anybody?
Where is your beloved Artyom?