Текст песни Небо Летом - Если не любишь

Slowly summer melts snow
Tell me now August or April
I am in every sound of your voice found itself
Vyharkni memory of me, bitch

What the fuck do you know about my feelings?
If the mention of your name
I tore out the sounds of falling to the ground
Scratched asphalt at least

Every wonder what kind of person I
All the simplicity of man not in me
He left her then to another city
Here only the remaining anger and malice.

Anyone who does not know schastliv- for love
I will die at the end of August
What would you not see how that's your
Their presence hinders my righteousness

The band faces
Your volosy- my reality, my memory
My suffering in these whorish seventeen
And if not lyubish- spit in my face, bitch

I broke up on routes
Razobyvalsya tears in empty shuttles
I beat in the face for every joke
In your address, what do you still need a bitch?

I'm ready've stole all the money in the world
Sell ​​every fucking body centimeter
If only you lived in his apartment
And I never knew what the problem

I fell to the ground and maim
Racked hands heart, then burn the pieces
You later peresyadesh with him on Merce
And today I'll walk on foot to the house