Текст песни Оксана Іващишин - Тобі

Days slowly rolled into a ball of memories,
Breathing slows, ever fall
And if again to see him among the hundreds of dreams
I had read that he once zhadayeshsya ...

On the table unfinished coffee and cold hands ,
In my head a little hangover thoughts and wine
Stop endure, wait , stop this torment,
You're in it, " one " and not just one ...

Now do not write letters and do not give promises,
Now go without looking back, leaving a bunch of guesses ...
You do leave them tomorrow, for tart coffee in the morning,
Until the day wrap everything in glomeruli memories ...