Текст песни Николай Рахматулин - Ты моя я твой

I am writing this text in spite of your photos
Who are you? can you my eighth note?
But then where to find an antidote from you
I need you here, and as oxygen

A ticket for the plane to taxi to the airport
She is waiting for me to bring her Aeroflot
the phone is in flight mode
Meet already flies only your an idiot

Do not buckled straps you learn to fly
where they are tired of waiting for the landing lights
I can not live without you, and on the verge of stress
Another ten minutes uspakivaet Stewardess

Well, these ten minutes the road an hour
the kid is all that separates us
In the headphones on your ears pressed bass
A plane runway concerns

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you are only mine, I only your
I was captivated by the native beauty of thy
you are only mine, I only your
I breathe while you're with me
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taxi and I stand at your door
between us but she does not believe
In the hands of flowers and chocolates so bonalno
Main our dreams a reality

you opened all this in amazement
I had no warning but an invitation
hey well, where I was promised cookies
And you answered You did not time to sozhalenju

a man's voice from the apartment there is a native who
I then read everything on your brown eyes
Upali rose on landing stage
foot on chocolate have not been so nasty

wait your words do not go I will explain
crashed on Nenad empty chatter
Out your asshole and began to snarl
hook on the right and he lies will not apologize

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you are only mine, I only your
I was captivated by the native beauty of thy
you are only mine, I only your
I breathe while you're with me
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And the city is yours absolutely alien to me
At the box office no tickets to fly home
Cold rain brings me in a sense
lying beautiful as you, too, Art

I can not stay here any longer
Hitchhiking just to get out of here soon
Direction West lead foot forward
The gods sent the moon illuminate my road

The backpack Champagne wanted to mention fun
but another reason for drinking Unfortunately
it's your SMS just waiting for you at home alone
Bottle to the bottom in what letters

Who is to blame wet road
Like obehal remained slightly
asleep at the wheel scorcher
Chances little noted doctor