Текст песни Appostl - драма

In komnote was quiet rain pounded the windows
Confusion reigned and the smell of grass all day
In this komnote was a man with a cover over the centuries
But his face smile and tears in the soul of someone Ston
He sits and stares out the window all waiting
When everything goes so that life would go again
And as the music, with rattling bass of dinamamika
He is one, and he was sick of his brain rostroystviem
The thing is he loves someone but that someone needed
And I try to forget he inhaled the sweet smell of grass
He does not think that the same will happen to him in the end, alas
He prayed and asked for forces in the mud
He hopes that something changed in his own world
But it seems that not stand on his head to this axis
After neuvrennye merge the drainpipe
But the memory of it as kind of cool for a moment let go
And all is well and no tears on his face, too, but the smile disappeared

As time went on the second hand was slowly by the hour
He had almost forgotten about that is not mutual love for the ages
He began to enjoy a new day and ulybatsya people in the eye
But then they do not like Nastia hammer on the head, it appeared
And barely alive hope revived but why it is necessary to
And all because she is his punishment for nesadeyanye case
Or maybe like something is wrong but to celebrate all flew
Hope is alive again, and the hearts of the fire burning bright in the chest
But wait a stand not sleeping is not so well-all in the mud
It seems she does not need to understand there is not no shit in this love
And that will make it with him, and again the grass and a glass of vodka in hand
Do not forget and do not hide it away leaving him in this battle
He loved and be loved but not one quite
It is a drama and there is no happy ending here nor any endov navernoee