Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Поговори Со Мной.

There were no heat in the stars
And in memories too,
Only pumps only
Gathered inside a shiver.

And in the night there is no reliability,
In the bottom there is no light for me,
And there is no possibility,
Guess when the last comet falls.

I waited for a long time
I forgot even longer,
And never stopped believing
That I will not hear you anymore.

That I will not say a word,
And you will not answer
Only the sky breaking over thunder,
I will remind yourself of yourself, but that you will not notice.

In the lunar silhouette there was no heat,
I do not want to talk with myself,
And apparently not in the pitch the bottom of the bottom,
I did not ask more, just talk to me.