Текст песни Ночное Кафе - Прятки

Cold hands, breathing on the glass
Knitted sweater, cold coffee
Heartbeat, flapping wings of birds
Signs of loneliness, look at the crowd of people
Again soluble, more sand
But what about those nights when someone close
Beeps on the phone, like on the wire
Such as access, perhaps in another city ...
And you write and write, wait and miss
Live on those nights when your lips quivered
Calls for calls, it does not meet
Consoled himself, because anything can happen

And for you, the word "sorry"
Does not mean anything
Not guilty, you have not considered
My chest hurts and you cry
This game is one
Always dishonest
Not guilty, you have not considered
In his heart a lot of space ...