Текст песни Олег Кензов - Я скучаю по тебе

It would seem , well, bored -
Just seven days apart.
But miss , even though the wolf howl .
Cooking Mountain -
All are not reached ,
And again, I forgot to water your aloe .
Friends call - let mahnёm
At a barbecue at the cottage,
And I 'm not going - I mile my spleen .
In usual days mise en scene
Everything looks different ,
When involuntarily pozhivёsh one .

I miss you,
As the Apostle to the holy sufferings .
I miss you -
Here it 's the thing .

It would seem , well, bored ?
It will take only a week
And everything will return to normal.
Household chores , friends,
Work at the limit,
And , in general , life is quite ordinary .
And just seeing the first snow
Frowning over the capital ,
And stalls chilled flowers,
I remember how short-lived age ,
That it will not happen again
And that is all that is beautiful in it - you .

I miss you,
Like the deserts white snows .
I miss you -
What can you do about it.

I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.