Текст песни Шамиль Абряров - Я звоню

Shamil Abryarov

I'm calling

Only to tell you that

I like.

And you are silent, and I'm not waiting for an answer.

I sing

Only to tell you that

I like -

What could be easier than it?

Now winter, and bumping January

I spread the snag and waiting for the catch.

Winter updated my hand dictionary -

It remains only one word ...

But we fly in different orbits

With speed zero.

When you get down from the circle,

I am a feeling pain.

And I can only store what is in me -

My password is unknown.

And here we hear one note,

But you are a diezer, I am a bemole.

I write

Long letters and hiding in the box.

I'm going

Warm threads, along the hot trail.

I am breathing,

And I do not need to know about what will happen next.

I want to

Tell you about the cold sky -

It hangs over us like a glass dome,

Like a huge ball of crystal spheres.

Sometimes we hear other people's sounds

And then raise your eyes upstairs.

And we fly in different orbits

With speed zero.

When you get down from the circle,

I am a feeling pain.

But what, with the fact that it is only in me,

And unknown password? -

We still hear one note,

Although you are a diezer, I am a bemole.