Текст песни Лиза Small feat. Gsolo - На раны солью-знать что ты есть где то...

One moment

Perhaps the wind of change is stronger than all councils
to its cold flow can not be prepared
this will cause the slow down in the snow-covered road
worst of all - it will cause wear a mask
we would rasskrasit transparent stained glass
yes just like that feeling too exposed
instead of eyes heat something is not native
luchsheb from this love story we were not given passwords
salt on the wounds - to know that you are somewhere
mind quarrels with his heart in the room with dimmed lights
loneliness smell will not breathe easily
do not believe in miracles? but still will wait
you seek solace in something accidental glance
you know, the magic has long been stolen by someone
why should cover those on the rake again and again?
whiskey with ice and cola will not banish stiffness.
constrained, even if hate words,
shackled together even if others embrace
do not keep on feeling the wind of change
will keep their hands fragile dream
it's about patience enough to fully
I promise, if you strongly believe - is executed.
as you want without tears, with a smile to meet the day
when our forces are not stubborn salvation.

Across the street and thought and millions of lights
She sees something in him, he will see it
Here it is the link from milligrams to myriad
But the stars are not in the aisles angle MKAD
Hundreds otyuzannyh chuvst throw in the trash
Then to lay down exactly poems to music
This does not believe the top, from the heart of scrub
Memories as slides rush cascade
Means so nado..ili not have to do
He came out sometime in the spring and fall of her station
So winter is coming and thought about the clothes
This aimless trip through the branches without hope
Those eyes are empty, and these just petty,
But this hides bolts - another muddle
What your dad bends remaining overtime?
Successful weekend, take the top five vsklochennuyu.
Having come from different doors, get together
And he sees something in her, she sees in him
Just run, breath until the end of the night
Catching his rise within the damn ring
This Pano empty color sketches destinies
Output from the output to
Through working life
From the bed through the kitchen to the place at work
What can you tell those eyes in front?

just a moment
and everything can disappear
the light fades the sound fades
dissipate feelings should not be
only lyubov.chudes not happen