Текст песни Adelya Alyamova - Пустые разговоры

The world wilted in anticipation of the deep
And in a space of evil beauty.
Tell me about the distant sun
Where were you, what did you see there

And let's just drown
In the conversation of the midnight minutes
Or just argue about the world.
Well, dreams? They will wait.

Dissolving in the smoke of dark streets
we will walk through the wreckage of a watch.
They promised that we would be together.
Well, ourselves? And we ourselves apart.

They talked to you until morning.
About unnecessary, forgotten things.
And then? And then they forgot
In the alleys of deceived phrases ...