Текст песни чрн млк - короткий вечер

short evening

Hold my hand tight . Please hold . Short evening infinite, like life . And life is not valued , and we still do not cherish . He opened the window , stuck in the apartment. Silent Beatles I am one . Headphones pull sounds. I remember exactly what you were trying to push gently hand is covered with a veil of fog city . We sleep separately, and only three zero zero on the clock.

For a long time after midnight . Sleep with me , covered with a blanket over his head.