Текст песни Вадим Кузема - Короткое свидание

In the wall of the old secretary,
Leaf, ink stain ...
Your handwriting is easily hurt -
I have not written to you for a long time.
And I did not call, did not come,
Could not you do not lose.
A pulled - not forgotten.
You used once more hug.

In five minutes I'll drop
Talk about anything.
In five minutes, I'll fly
To look at your eyes.
For five minutes, five minutes,
So as not to disturb anyone else.
In five minutes I will appear
To simply we meet again with you.

Are you tired of waiting for me,
Already a long time ago with another.
And to me it neplevat -
Not the first time you're with him alone.
Everything has changed. Why?
I'm the same as yesterday.
I fly to you at full speed,
Discarding hasty affairs.

Chorus.

You do not like all the running,
And what is with you so you can not
With each of his built a house,
Each has its own family.
And there's no time at all,
You are leaving? Do not be silent!
- What time does the train? Exactly seven.
- When to come? At five.