Текст песни птички в глитче - слишком грустно 2

day after tomorrow July, and I have outside the window
gray and damp.
Come on tea
forever,
And in my sweet dreams.
rain again with the sky is evil drops of raw
and I have something out of my fingers
But not poems it.
These are lines folded
And pretty brilliant.
I miss again
1:23 on the clock
Again, I will tell me about
that without you can not here.
too sad and sad
Under the overflows of the obya, sadness pour.
And I am a little easier,
I wish to sleep now
Until the day of our next meeting.
Slow on the river daily gray one - not mine.
Give me a couple more leaned, dear, take on board.
This, of course, is not a ship,
by itself, it can sail
So let's row rather
to all bright
warm
Dobro.
and good.
drops around the leaves,
Grass wet in the meadow.
1:47.
Without you, I just go to the bottom.