Текст песни Оскар Фатталов - сидит и скучает

counting seconds
counts minutes
does not look at the heart
eyes forgets.
Sits on a balkon
Sits and misses
And the veins of thoughts
the blood freezes.

she likes these dreams
Where as if they are in love
where the century seems like a second
where there is nothing but space

and she likes
really like
red lips
because a beauty

xining eyes
and hazy
even it seems
a little bit drunk

counting seconds
counts minutes
does not look at the heart
eyes forgets.
Sits on a balkon
Sits and misses
And the veins of thoughts
the blood freezes.

two medlai on one side
in dead ends if there is no choice
To leave him or not
come on, give me an answer

It happens differently
monotonously
eaten by boredom
and somehow stupid
Hiding in others
we understand
that happiness is near
here it is next.

counting seconds
counts minutes
does not look at the heart
eyes forgets.
Sits on a balkon
Sits and misses
And the veins of thoughts
the blood freezes.