Текст песни Морозов Александр - накануне чего-то.

Words Nikolay Dorizo

I live all the time
On the eve of something -
On the eve of the string
On the eve of the flight
On the eve of love
On the eve of good luck -
I wake up -
And in the morning everything will be different.
That in life had
What in life has
I did not know how to appreciate
And we do not know how to appreciate
Because I live
On the eve of something.
Maybe I am a loser
With an obscure impulse,
Not able to be
And happy happiness.
But then why
I'm not afraid of resentment,
Why all the insults
Per minute forgotten.
I do not lead to them,
Don't care
Not to the account -
I live all the time
On the eve of something.