Текст песни юность уходит - бирюзовые вены

In places I lose my mind
I don't understand how our destinies are intertwined.
Under blue skies and red earth
Two seemingly different flowers grow.
I would drown and drown in my closed world
Where people are alien to me and their fates are just trifles.
I would release feelings through pain and chorus
Escaping from red waters again thanks to
Your help, you pull me out again.
but I'm drowning again, no longer sad or sorrow,
I'm drowning in heartfelt feelings and you know
I like it colic.
In places I lose my mind
I slow down and drown again
When I see you in the hall in the morning
Open driveway doors.
I still burn out from the feeling of weak-willed
And again a whisper comes from my lips,
As a simple axiom of love.
I would close myself in my lonely world
Where only me and my senses burn
The hope for the resurrection of broken destinies.
You bring me to life in this rain
I repeat the same questions again
How are you? How to Study ?
I've written so many pages about you in my notebook
But every time I try to find the strength in myself
That the lines would be common.
I'd put those evenings on repeat
Without networks, phones and screens of blank monitors.
You know, it's not songs or poems that bring me back to life
And that girl about whom I am ready to compose round nights.
We have already grown from that age
But I still don't understand how our
Fate under the blue April rain?
Pungent words of flattery got in the way
Find truly important lines
In the last verses of an underpoet.
The girl will drown in tears under these songs.
You know, it feels good to the pain in the chest
That I can come to you drunk in the evening
And all night long reading poetry seeing
Sincerely pure, look without offense.
You know sunsets are the most difficult in our life,
But the sunrises are so nice to meet next to you.
I'm so tired of chasing the ghost of feelings
I would close myself in a world without love and people,
And I would have thought that everything had already burned out,
But you save me from sadness again
And we have already reached the emotional limit.
Entrance corridors are already covered with inscriptions
About love and blue songs, but you must be tired
Read the pages of a teenager's misery
And thoughts float through turquoise veins
Your painted wrists.
I would close myself in my world of pain and sorrow
But they'll save me again, your feelings are on repeat.