Текст песни С.Хрупский - Ласкает тишину ночной фонарь

Pats silence of night lights,
A whisper of emptiness becomes a little sharp.
In the black-and-gentle and smooth sheet of the night
I scattered the stars for you.
up letters and words of them,
And they drew memories,
About how deep within then
I loved you,
Without memory. Repentance.
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Pats silence of night lights,
Flirting habitually sky.
I am trying to take it himself chips dreams
Who was with us, but if he was not ...
Since spinning head with a hangover,
As I revel in the dew of dawn,
From memory, a reason budivshey
On the morning of the words
A favorite: "Where are you?" ...
Where are you?
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Pats silence of night lights,
Look for it in my soul turmoil puts.
In it a hundred ways, but I need one.
And melt in the search for the hours, minutes.
On cold dream crystal rings,
An echo of the heart cuts through midnight ...
And once again pulls the worn thread
But there is much music in it.
Late.
Bastard.
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Pats silence of night lights,
Curved neck stretches it to the sky.
He will not reach to the edges.
And only touches him look awkward fugitive.

Pats silence of night lights,
A whisper of emptiness becomes too acute:
Cut the memory until the end of it
Through
In the "before" and "after" ...