Текст песни Типси Тип, Небро - Жди меня

Small balls with face in sadness
Missing sugar in my cup in my T-shirt
Slightly little is my knocking
In the window fingers
From the wallet glanced Leshka in gloss
Squirrels studied photoshop studio photo
Watch your nose shrimp sho then no cold
Do not remove black top of a bucket with water
Small waiting and looking up as I am saint
Across and along i'm with you
Some arrogant Durogon
Daring inguinal follower on the ear
Bug on the bun for health
Who smells your pillow
On a third-party step whose turned into running
Bustle bows me in my face
Well, fucking in the mouth but how
Longing with his pakish shakes me with my eyes down
In the blanket, wrap
Calm polar night
Wait for me wait without hunts
Temporary calm me dreams
I feel sick I need to wash off
Watch you wait on birds
Corporate identity flies with them
Read and wait without hunts
Temporary calm me dreams
I feel sick I need to wash off
Watch you wait on birds
Your typper type flies with them.

Let me go sad and make happy
Wine glass will help wait for autumn shower
Wrapped in a velvet plaid with a smile remember
Familiar voice among desert rooms
Let me go sad and make happy
Wine glass will help wait for autumn shower
Wrapped in a velvet plaid with a smile remember
Familiar voice familiar voice
Night dropped on the boulevard and only in the light of the headlight
The shadow of the passerby rubs Sekoi pavement
Someone won't where to go and sick
Again one in the power of cold shifts
And only the squares of the quarters will buzz to the tha
Someone this night will break again fuck
In the native entrance having driven on the neck of the blade
It became much more interesting to die here.
Much more interesting to leave than come back
And it seems not forgiven but still say goodbye
With children with his wife I remember was still alive
One blow in the belly thought heal
And in the consequence of his occasion for local drinks
And I would smoke Eh to launch the marriage smoke
Wounded sobbing vodka near old pictures
Native do not forget to take the rise of the clothes
Nine days invite our guest house
Don't cry i didn't leave me forever with you here
And let your cold bed warms another
Advice to you yes love and we are in heaven

I will drown in your eyes and fall from the eyelashes
Fold your hands and catch me flying down
From the height of the flight of birds thought gives rise to sense
I finish gradually by scenario life
Head leafed fat pages on left side
The author was surprised but in the titles I could not get
Wait and the memory will not melt rains
Will not burn the sun does not turn it into smoke
This is the bookmark that nobody burns
Do not forget at least sometimes wipe dust from them
In the huts, fairy tales ended that would turn them into the fine
I'm lost forever and you let me go, I died
And never thought I would be a talisman
Or a stone chest I died
Dissolved like sugar on weekdays
I merged in the plumbing pipes

Let me go sad and make happy
Wine glass will help wait for autumn shower
Wrapped in a velvet plaid with a smile remember
Familiar voice among desert rooms