Текст песни Павел Фахртдинов, Роман Филиппов - Завершение

At the outlet of the sleeves
I exhale everything that breathed you,
After all, in this house all sorts of smells
And it's a pity to carry although b one.
I may even if you want,
Will you return all the words spoken!
There were a lot of words. Do not accommodate everything in memory
And the important thing is important.
But suddenly it happens
That what will miss - have the essence. The main thing.
Oh, what is it for the main thing? To my mind,
Initially, it was: "I am ..." Oh, Lord ...
Here, hear, I already forgot! Forgot ...
You were proud to me.
No, good!
You were with me masks.
No, gentle!
You hear? I confuse! All confuse!
They are so worse!
No, similar.
But I will remember everything and return! And only one
I can not return to you - experiences.
More precisely, what a pronunciation forgot ...
But you did not forget? Do you remember?
After all, you did not forget?
This is the main thing.