Текст песни Сергей Трофимов NEW 2014 ВЕСНА - 205-16-03

It was like a dream, like the madness of war
I was wounded, shell-shocked, killed
Instead of exhaling - moan, instead of inhaling spring
Heat of desire and thirst for love.

I couldn't do otherwise,
And in a fit of futile attacks
Soon soared over the burnt field
White flag...

Chorus:
Your number is on my mobile phone - 205-16-03,
Like a fridge magnet
Overlooking Notre Dame de Paris.

And what seemed so overwhelming to me
It suddenly became familiar inside
Like a fridge magnet
Overlooking Notre Dame de Paris.

Everything happens in an instant, everything happens suddenly
For reasons unknown to us.
The cry breaks, the circle opens
Fates are breaking in half.

But a snowflake melted in the water
Canet everything knows where,
And the weary Lord will start over
New day...

Chorus

I don't know what's next
But while the head is a mess,
Instead of polite falsehood
Better just like this.

Chorus

Like a fridge magnet
Overlooking Notre Dame de Paris ...