Текст песни Прохор Шаляпин - Миражи

She comes home and syadit the window
To smoke, turn off the lights.
Fill to the brim with a glass of wine,
And tell the night & quot; Hello & quot; ....
Day turned into nothing,
In another silly dream,
And only one chance in a hundred,
What is the phone rings ...

Twists, turns the fate anyway
Black-and-white tape movies,
All that she has a soul ... a mirage Mirage:
Where there is love there is no game
Where to save her protagonist,
Solo for a lonely soul, mirazhi..mirazhi ...

Touching lips, the touch of the hands,
Jump into the bottomless night
But tomorrow, the day of her return to the same circular
All repeat a hair's breadth,
Day turned to nothing ...
In another silly dream,
And only one chance in a hundred,
What phone rings ....