Текст песни Вероника ВВС - Я узнаю тебя...

I recognize you in a necrologist
On the cheap newspaper page
I do not believe any word
Just cut out your portrait your portrait

I will come to you early in the morning
To be quiet and empty
And tying breakfast meager
Putting the cowardice milk
I'll go to your husband
I will say that I loved me
He, of course, will not listen
And I will finish right away
And I will go away, cooling
Mouth broken smiling like a mask
You are mine now forever stayed
I - for you - fought
Did not quite won, of course
But not died, which is also important
I do not need someone else's tenderness
I am engaged to you extramarize

I recognize you in a necrologist
On the cheap newspaper page
I do not believe any word
Just cut out your portrait your portrait

I came. It was gray morning
N about dogs, cars, passersby so many ...
Long launched at the station Ludna
I barely went to the street
Came up to a long familiar house
P Wastered. The door was typing broken
I looked in the face of a man gray
He was allowed, not asked the name
And she called you when it got
He spilled in glasses bitter
We snored fresh
Crumbs, and bread crusts
And silent about her, bad
I asked if any help
He replied that with the remembrances
It is necessary to collect the table, all pour more ...
I gave money. Washed and got out
In the silent evening, smelling herbs
And for the first time in life I was forbidden
And my business was right

I recognize you in a necrologist
On the cheap newspaper page
I do not believe any word
Just cut out your portrait your portrait

I'll go on heaven with a step light
To see you missing
With mirrors what you did, daring
They are scary there, unreasonable
And the soul called you when fell
And the eyes were looking for you on the other side
Only I was not crying at all
And now I ask you not to cry
About deleting I want legs bare
As loved when the moon hid
Did not have time like everyone else, we are adults
So we will now forever different
I shout you the last song
Let no one hear, everyone is hiding
Here warm and light, like the spring that
Only wings will painfully itch
Don't go to that river on pebbles
Do not see you for hours on the letters
I didn't go there yes the cross found
I'm always with you now! I have you!

I recognize you in a necrologist
On the cheap newspaper page
I do not believe any word
Just cut out your portrait your portrait