Текст песни Маковея в баре РЕТРО - Мелодрама

Lyrics by Eric Nizamutdinov
She lived alone without the warmth and affection
and it was unbearably sad evenings
and next to the wall and a coat of paint
living hero with blue eyes
all become thin in the thick silence
do not help neither magazines nor prayer
and now has matured in her little head is empty
the problem is very cunning plan to address
Call short, appeared on the verge of
broad and epic man
she playfully said hello, asked
whether he nehochet outdoor recreation?
he said that he was busy feats, fame.
She complained that the keys are forgotten.
and he may have mercy on Baba,
shelter, until the night cold.
She rolled her eyes already
Tucked a sprat to beer
quietly pulled the straps
I prepared for the rush
He furrowed his brows beautifully,
become cool if near animals.
As if he sensed the smell of blood,
Podoshol the closed door
He snarled, What he will not leave the lady.
wave of the hand, and peals of laughter.
I knocked the door and a little frame,
locks are not a hindrance to the hero !!!
He entered the convent as she watched.
how to get cool in the kitchen pancakes
voltage took from the body
together with part of the wall.
And it is decided that in this case,
it's plan was flawed.
and her brain budget
develop a new plan ..
she still can not sleep at night.
but the story's not about
it can it is achieved ..
Only if her house stand ?? !!