Текст песни п. неменко - вспоминая вкус

Remembering the taste of your lips ,
I severely bite their dry .
As I was naive and stupid ,
In his youth years, dashing ...

The greed with which kissing ,
Zvereya the smell of cigarettes ,
You give , and the stealing ,
Soul of my weak bones .

And full of pain puppy eyes .
I did not want , did not think , did not want to ,
But collecting all against and ,
I just hugged you tight .

Torment himself choosing the path ,
I aspire to , it is not clear to what end !
But if you do not have the strength to leave,
Be happy , sad you are not a person !