Текст песни Катя Рябова - Фишка

Past love, past anguish, past
The town lies past people, past
I will run, I will fly, I will
I'll live in expectation of a miracle.

Past the fire, past the water, past
You are no longer you are to me, darling
My thoughts are poured by you,
I do not make it back.

CHORUS

It's simple too,
Sky gets directly into a vein, into the empty veins.
First, chip, and then the final common, ordinary.

Past dreams, past tears, past
Here for me the basics of imaginary happiness
I believe in the sunset, a new dawn, I believe.
And you do not believe anymore.

Past expensive, past alarms, past
I do not undermine me at your mine.
My thoughts pass you pour.
Feelings hysterically beating.