Текст песни Кошка Сашка - Последний романтик

Last Romantic curves lanes
Real return a forgotten song,
So gait arched, echoing,
But he did not order, and he did not ask.
He just looks at the leaden sky.
He just breathe, burn his eyes.
But where b would not walk it, wherever he was,
I know he will always side by side.
I will look in silence gateways.
I'll run like a dog on the trail.
But he will dissolve and become incorporeal,
And I'm going to cry in the silent sky.
He will play and comb my hair,
And he will be there, and I will not even notice.
And maple leaf autumn powder
Asphalt pavement, and the last meeting.
And I'll be rushing back and cry.
I will look, forgetting fatigue.
And let me interfere with the weather and slush,
After all, many of these weirdos left:
Who likes to death, not on the first morning.
Who will mourn the loss of a minute.
Who is looking for love and shelter for the heart.
And who does not find. But who still believes.