Текст песни Високосный Год - Лучшая песня

So now sit and listen:
He did not want her evil,
He did not want to be in her soul
And those deprive her sleep.
He brought sweets on her weekends,
Read in her palms lines,
And he did not know more joy in the world,
What to call it by name.

She was somewhere thirty six,
When he is very quietly died.
She did not even have to have time for the last time
Dial her simple number.
But for the first time she tried flowers to him,
Two bright white lilies,
In the sign that no one except him
I did not call it by name.

And she was seventy-six,
When it did not become
No, she did not feel her death,
Mostly she dreamed of her.
It happens, you know, sit down at the window
And looks, looks, looks into the sky blue,
Say when I die, I will meet it there,
And again, he will call me by name

What an essence is ridiculous
Although what could be more beautiful
Than sitting on the cloud and, shine legs down,
Call each other by name