Текст песни маленькая эйприл - фотографии

Western White Monotonous Tile
Winter as a room without a single door
I am increasingly looking at the photo
where we do not believe in your own happiness

on those pictures summer and for some reason together
ourselves, because only faces are visible
with such expressions, in both two hundred
Miligram transparent water Metropolitan

or only landscape, but it is especially personal
because behind the scenes - always the most important
For the scene, everything is always all, usually
About the camera remember when the baggage has already been commissioned

And one more right due to the porthole
Walking from memories of your last phrase
there is a city, with lost coordinates
Cardiogram rolls. In it all at once.

And behind the landscape, you are followed by me, look from my shoulder
And breathe in my neck, I close my eyes. I do not see what happens
And the phrase is the last: "to connections". And not a banal "I will miss"
And the very best photo came out. From case to case

I'm thinking to print it. and in the frame hang on the wall
But the tile is so glad, not to cling. here is winter
And then at last summer. That you mean autumn. X-ray
Showed that you go to my veins. But this is a deception
vision