Текст песни Михаил Сегал - Лески

Married, six months have passed
I hung up all the lines, cracking
Everyday soup
I erase sent SMS
I do not do any sudden movements, I switched to sparing ones
Last week
Started erasing incoming
Moreover ...
I washed my pants yesterday
With a new crunchy thousand
She crunched so much
We thought we would buy more
To love her halo
Not to count the weeks
Okay, it's not about her
Thousands of weather does not.
August with a butt on the head
Mixed colors in the grass
Summer, light with dark
Remind ...
The landscapes have passed
It's time for portrait
Narrow your gaze, look in your eyes
How the forest disappeared behind a thunderstorm
Eyes reflect it, but the storm itself
It is no longer visible in the shadow of the hanging woods.
Do you remember driving to distant lakes
Keenly peering into the numbers of kilometers
No, I would forget everything obliquely by the wind
Going back to that summer
We walked from distant lakes
With a bag of daisies
A laugh, distracted from terrible thoughts
Washed off dust, grass, clay
Scratching backs
In the morning they lay like two puppies in a basket,
Who are carried to die
To drown out of boredom….
Or give ...
In good hands!))