Текст песни Раста медведи - Пусть

Write me a few lines ,
I do not care if there is no rhyme ,
Put dashes and dots ,
I sing , running a hand through his neck .

What are you writing? Let me have a look ... .
The third hour comes , and you are silent .
No more dull eyes watching
And enough to whisper , "You do not understand "

I waited , finishing his tea,
You fell asleep with a pen in hand .
I wrapped you, " not hide " th
Do not open your eyes , you whispered to me

I looked at you ,
And you sleep so sweet .
Let it remain a mystery ,
What you wrote to me ...