Текст песни Alexey Ivakin - ты - изменница

It seems like February already,
And nothing whites in the city.
Nothing clean in the soul.
Cognac with a coland is porovna.

It seems to be almost dying
Just losing my head again.
I go and on the way
The smell flies such a menthol.

Somewhere stars shine in the eyes
The carousel in a circle is spinning.
I managed to say you all:
Do not love me, you are a traitor.

It seems to be how long ago,
I still do not breathe without you.
Singing a shout window,
Choking smoke saturated.

I wake up more cross,
Run, we are lost in the public,
An hour later on the corner, in beer,
I creep everything about the sweetheart.

At the table boils passion.
Everyone wants to try on you.
I managed to say you all:
Do not love me, you are a bet.