Текст песни Липлянский - Нелюбовная история

You and I - as if Yin-Yang
The aroma of wine sweets intoxicated
I went crazy, and you from me
Memories can not be killed and take away
As a prima donna, it came-came
Feelings smoked poisons and nicotine
And these cracks poured lacquer
Layer thicker
We can not cry
Die silently
Dried at night
Dried Day
"This is Love!" - shouted to us
And we spit on love
Satellites and black holes
Naked window sills, empty apartments
White noise. Sovaru that you were sleep
I will not tell you about you. You are my necronomicon

We just all the same as a strangers
As if they were not together and did not fall into
Did not choke from pain. Did not fly out of orbits
Tell me that it was dislike. Then why hurts?

We will meet in the city of dusty
In the crowd of the same persons
Where are people without heart and wings
In the risen sky without birds
And so not on purpose
By chance
You remember the past
We really miss
Only you are not that already hair is snow
But, apparently, the years did not kill tenderness
And I aged. These are eternal truths.
At each dawn, I meet the attacks
What did we make with you?
There were loved ones
And in the city of Pat
We pass by us ..