Текст песни Ма - Ри На - Искала

in your cars there drafts?
its station like close.
I asked you
no phone calls.
you do not stop in response to dream.

I was looking for you.
cold holah.
cold rooms.
in the words of skid.
in a new dress.
poured into the lips red.

I waited for you,
prolongs the map.
I opened the door,
I did not listen to the Pope
and you're on business, bars, whores.

I was looking in all areas,
I examined all the streets.
He remained in the state,
whining, let them smoke.
Search All magagazinah,
I gave passers pickup.

I fumbled the gate of your blue shirts,
you talked about something, a piece of paper rustled,
and I was looking for, I went next.

and now desperate, he wiped the lipstick
and let go, she opened her fingers.

I promised more than a single line.
it was necessary to break away.