Текст песни Монеточка - Если бы мне платили каждый раз, когда я думаю о тебе

If I got paid every time
Every time I think of you
I would be homeless near the highways
I would be the poorest of people.

Where are you when you are not online?
When I wait for you on the net
Which links to go to,
To just be there?
What are you thinking now
Come among the thick birches
Read your favorite story
I am a page, you are a page.
Or just visit for tea
And he showered his hearts up,
But I don't answer again
I am incognito, incognito.
But if they paid me, honey,
Every time your gaze is smoky
I see it somewhere by
Every time I dream of you.

Chorus:
If I got paid every time
Every time I think of you
Source teksty-pesenok.ru
I would be homeless near the highways
I would be the poorest of people.

The old burner splashes to us
One brew for two.
It is dark outside the window, a crack in the window.
The light bulb is the moon over the park.
I twist a strand on my finger again
I smell like my mother's perfume.
You want to take me off, take me off.
And I want to write poetry, poetry.
Leave and don't finish your tea.
Snow or rain there - go away.
Let it overshadow everything,
Let the tornado take you into the distance.
Maybe there is still your tram,
Maybe not - go anyway.
There is a dank gray February,
He is now, like you, alone.
And I'm not sorry for you, not sorry, not sorry
Slowmo in cigarette smoke
Even in minor key to the piano,
Even to a sad violin - no.
If you didn't love poetry
It would turn into a sonorous iambic.
If you were a drug
I would become a fiton.