Текст песни Петрович Бэнд - Ты ушла

Maybe we leave, maybe it's easy
We sit in a tired trolleybus in the evening.
This is fate: catch up and wait,
Looking into yourself, stop the end.

The light distinguishes, and turn the eyes.
Life points the child in the cradle.
Sleep, fall asleep, relax, forget.
Ladil - Ladim, have - did not have.

Sleep, fall asleep, leave forever,
To look back and go back.
Cute, honey, do not fade
Ladil - Ladim,
Give your strength to wake up.

White bird step from the window
To the sky and the stars, and the night of the palm.
There, as on the square, crying the moon
And the sneakers are not shy.