Текст песни Винтаж - 7. 21 Грамм

In the telephone receiver through the wires
21 grams of me my soul flies to you
There are no beeps in the telephone receiver
Hear my heart, if you want, take it.

You are far away and I am already losing hope
But forget it anyway, don't think, just forgive.

Chorus:
And only 21 grams, feel it yourself
Catch, catch and hold tight
And don't let me go until tomorrow.

In the telephone receiver through the wires
21 grams of you your soul flies to me
Say what you want, just don't be silent
Wake up the whole city, scream for love.

You are far away and I am already losing hope
But forget it anyway, don't think, just forgive.

Chorus.