Текст песни Э.Варламов - Тебе

And somehow everything went, drove in sorrow, on the liver
I alcohol had a hair closer in the evening
from idleness, because without you I
I have nothing to do in this life, not love

I am a wanderer of your storey space
Discover me door
I miss hey
You sleep sweet nights,
And I look out the window in deep sorrow
And it seems to me that I'm already talking to things
Do you understand?

I will finally be shot down with your elbows and ways,
And you are charming without a carcass and like choke
I walked to the villages, and I rushed, I swung
And in the breast something SHhemilo and screamed

I threw me
threw around the house, but did not shy
I was often closed in the morning under the blanket and dreamed
I remembered everything from the very end to the beginning
nervously littered by the window, something washed

head smoked or nodded that everything goes right
everything goes for the better, everything is wonderful
But I still walked around the kitchen with a cup and a kettle
In the head rush seagulls and I whispered:
"Favorite, went to drink tea"

Your socks and my T-shirt
Such awkward focus
I love you in terms of and in general
in the body boil veins and crack the walls

and all that spit about our summer failed somewhere
you dreamed me today, so displeasure
But I smiled, because you were near
You are beautiful even in a nightie without a steep outfit

And I influence somewhere so to dinner
Nerves are unwinding with a sense of love without answer
I dragged because of you and look like a cripple
Without you my life lost your taste
And nothing else in it

you are so cunning
and I have cold in the apartment without you
windows manifest and soul so strange
You taught me foreign languages,
And I studied different countries
Dreamed, we will go to Milan
I will read you to read poems on the same foreign
And you would hug me hugged me

sister talent my burned alive
I walked and squeezed my past and hooked
I danced without you barefoot on broken glasses
Not carefully falling, put hands to face
Yes, I'm a shame
I neglected relationships
And our love turned into pollen ................... E.Vlamamov