Текст песни Странная Ро - сижу на кухне, пью кофе и жду

I rarely do you call and write,
avoiding not want to go to the bottom.
I'll braid in rhyme,
I sit in the kitchen, drinking coffee and waiting.

you know, I'm always sad,
I have all this longing permeated.
I'm only with you really smile,
Only finds peace with you.

I have eight on Friday and all on Monday,
I have two hundred rows and exhausted the limit.
I have every night for a new born,
from my heart beats so, on so sore.

it is a pity that you do not live in the neighborhood.
I have always clung to your chest.
you are my illegal means
from open wounds from hopeless longing.

you truly feel that I need,
on and go, leaving one.
I Gray dinner without you,
I sit in the kitchen, drinking coffee and waiting.