Текст песни Amarie - Дождливая тоскливая

Rainy Tiles

I see that the rain under the window pouring for a long time:
It came to me to cry came.
It can be seen in my soul, he found him,
So came, and sings sadly.

Rose, chapter bowing, looks out the window,
White curls, green hands
Dried from the heat yes from boredom ...
She will ask: "Isn't it equal?"

The ribbon from the neck does not flow -
Hangs, lifeless falls down.
"Well, finally a rainy whim!" -
Thinks Rosa. And her dew dreams.

Rain and manit, calls to take a stroll,
Food smell black feel ...
Just why should I walk alone?
I'm not going to go anywhere!

Your words I am waiting for days and nights,
Waiting for the news of the victory in the war,
Waiting for your words in reality and in a dream,
Not long letters, but at least a couple of lines.

Fear of merciless heart squeezes me.
Oh, what to write to me awkward!
I'm tired of breaking the rest,
But without you, I do not know peace ...