Текст песни Стифлер - Тэт-а-тэт

this story where there is only us
just throw common sense out of here
just believe in these fabulous dreams,
bright colors that cannot be washed off,
our plots are not compressed by everyday life,
we are in the foreground yes, but that's not the point,
the point is not in verses, but in tete-a-tet minutes,
it's just a feeling that you can't put it anywhere.
I'm as always (as always) sentimental,
I look already in tomorrow, I look somewhere in the distance,
we will count the dates, how many are with you,
I will remember our meeting and that month of May,
I smile awkwardly remembering our acquaintance,
how to find you, sat down at my computer,
now there is only one road-up from the bottom,
and drove all the bad thoughts out of my head ...