Текст песни Рири - я блюю с балкона

I am bluing from the balcony,
I am Blue from the cold.
You sit on the floor,
It is the last
a bottle of wine.
and your wines
What is not happy.
Document and sweat about me
We will not see the light of the day.
Our curtains closed windows,
As if on the castle.
I could not open them.
Salads in plastic bags,
Your only breakfast.
I remember dawn through the windows,
more than your eyes seemed.
tried not to drink by the hour
And in the end, cut with you by day.
I am blue in the evening from cough,
You are blue in the evening from alcohol.
Your fingers bring me to pain,
I am bluing from the balcony,
passersby do not notice
But my happiness settled,
Somewhere inside.
somewhere in the apartment
somewhere at five in the morning
Only we are alone.