Текст песни О. Картавенко - Сидел в подъезде

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Sitting in the stairwell, wrote verses,
investing in the song of life moments.
There are different themes, all sorts of topics,
but I chose the one that leads me to the light.

Step by step,
spring to summer,
word in the line.
line in couplets
How pecen not yet sung,
they fly through the world, somewhere.

Song like a bird, or the wind,
not once again got into your player,
on the same route
not just for bluetooth,
as a billiard ball in the right pocket.
 
We are looking for a muse night, looking for inspiration.
Brother Patience, only patience.
It comes at a time when there is no doubt
leaving a lot of impressions on canvas.