Текст песни Острый угол - Сидя На Окне

Sitting on the window, his legs dangling to the crowd -
I look at the person facing me.
Sitting on the window, thinking about yourself
And I'm almost scared at this altitude.

Chorus:
And let someone is trying to close my window,
And someone has already done it for a long time,
But, oh, how I am pleased to haunt your sleep,
That at least someone asked:
"What he sits on the window?"

Sitting on the window - a strange way to make a move on you.
I'm too wild on the background of these people,
I'm afraid that the reason for me ...
in me ...

Sitting on the window, quite annoying
Those who wander from the bottom and climb up.
Sitting on the window, I'll be true to himself
And never will return (s) to your running around.

Chorus.