Текст песни Триада - Абонент временно недоступен

I do not know when to melt those memories,
The fact that it was between us.
Going through mobile messages,
Turning the pages of notebook
Read poetry
In them you
Live as in the photo
Words are chosen precisely
And feel tender love in the lines.
Heart beats in the kidney
Instead questions point
Urgent I need to see you urgently.
But your phone is not available
Asks to leave a message in the voice tube
Not familiar so cold
And then you are not at home and thus is not free
And then try to throw out all thoughts of you
These unexpected pulses
Throw feelings
In a new post messages
And somewhere inside himself to beg for forgiveness

My erase the missed call
And come up with your words do not have to
Who once all life on you was ready to exchange
It is not near

Many sleep this winter without vitamin
Tea, open cans with raspberries
Scratchy sweater, yard leaves scorched
Silent mode on the phone to lag behind
Me from the cold in the heat and throws back
Then on the balcony in a vest that under the covers with a cotton
Persistent or exhausted I was
The whole world is infuriated me
Anger spoke tension lived
Mailbox is empty
And to hell with it let
This apathy is not, it is not sadness
This is an empty crane no signal
It's not enough for me, this is too little
Glass metal flurry of madness enveloped
Hysterics came through the door without knocking
And now I'm like an animal in captivity
Growl, and the crunch of broken pots
Recalls the fact that I do not need it.

My erase the missed call
And come up with your words do not have to
Who once all life on you was ready to exchange
It is not near

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You would emerge from the shadows
And I would be pure heaven
And then stop time
The first photo on the memory
The first verses on paper
Then Bacardi at the party
We firing chamber
But all decorate moaning in bed
But it's not the dress
The whole thing as you understand
Enough, we change clubs to bars
Pour into glasses
Giving numbers, but still change the SIM card
Heartbreak
It's time to wake up and think about losing you
Can not wait for the call
Disable or just change the operator
Erase from the memory card all the moments
That we associate with you
Seems to me punished for mistakes
These three words the subscriber is not available
And already last, in my opinion, the third day

Wipe missed call
Come up with your words do not have to
Whoever of you was ready to die
It is not near

My erase the missed call
And come up with your words do not have to
Who once all life on you was ready to exchange
It is not near