Текст песни Марианна Плотникова - о чем молчат

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the heat was unbearable
we returned to the river Sim and
She ran himself to the same
where ever. people on the beach
I looked at all tired eyes
and the mountains were barely breathing
hot wind over the ridge
they were silent not about
Never mind, entered the apartment
the seas and countries souvenir
carrying with him, without knowing why
in the heat of the soul as the ice
and the house is empty. only neighbors
again yelling. in the tight network
returning you to where you are still
not leaving. countdown
It is memory. a week
It passed since the departure - so in reality
but that the world was born again
without dying. no other znav
like you used to live, as you believed
that you enter, and from behind the door
come out to meet you all there
the man of waiting
but we were only on Sims
not more than a day we were
River sand palm
without you where it hurt
already empty on the doorstep
flowing sand with clothes at the feet of
both of you a push in the crotch
in love with another woman