Текст песни Adishka - Шум дождя и пианино

To the sound of the rain and the piano sitting at the entrance
I decided to write a couple of lines, because you're interested
How do I live whether I put an end to REPE
NO, just old texts are lying under the chair
They lost their meaning, I was obsessed with you
As if I was caught in a grip and became a victim of love
Jealousy verification interrogations it was all nonsense
The fortress fell apart, we are no longer together
From laughter to sad sadness, very little is needed
Hear your name, which became only a scar in my heart
I hope I was not a bastard, everything happened unexpectedly early
Loved now not me, but someone from the environment
I built everything bit by bit and everything is seen in the tracks
And now everything is in gray shades, even a rainbow in the sky
Love begins with friendship but does not end with it
but I want to become a friend for at least a week

how can i live the rest of my life
how not to fall from the top down
and only the sounds of the piano the sound of the rain is very quiet
help to forget ferocious motives

five minutes is not enough to explain
that there really is a thin thread between us
you easily find yourself alone in my tracks
screaming wait, but turning around you left slowly
but we thought that there would be no obstacle
that you alone will put a ring on a nameless one
I was wildly jealous when you wandered with friends
I asked for details with whom I did not trust where
wanted to fly high but you pulled down
but nevertheless took off sang the verses of love
the soul screams and thoughts are put on the sheet
like salt on the wound further our path is thorny
I am no longer close to your acquaintances and no more
can you understand later that the past has become a routine
you didn’t tell a lie, you can see it in your eyes
what happened to us is of course fate

how can i live the rest of my life
how not to fall from the top down
and only the sounds of the piano the sound of the rain is very quiet
help to forget ferocious motives

How can I forget these moments of happiness
And how to send all the nafig without the final part
If I don't know what to think, but I only believe in the best
What is going on in the soul, you will not even know in the future
Sorry for the tears, puddles that were rare, but still
I will avert my eyes, I will leave and my body is trembling
you can follow the trail, but I hardly doubt
this big system between two cities
and now carefully reading past archives
in the memories of killing damn those days
every day by a verse connected only with her
where are her words that warmed me so often
close to healing it hurts to remember the past
when the roles are painfully familiar made history
even disgusting air notes have become different
in my ears only the sound of rain and the sounds of the piano

how can i live the rest of my life
how not to fall from the top down
and only the sounds of the piano the sound of the rain is very quiet
help to forget ferocious motives