Текст песни Власова Наталия - О том, чего больше нет на планете

Only eyes narrowed tsya
On a sunny penny,
It seems the same street,
But all is not so.
Here we do not hide secrets in broken glass,
Here now all otherwise,
And our voices live in the windows.
Familiar routes
Familiar to the pain,
They want to come back
I want to pain
And it seems you give for it all in the world,
Only the time is no longer on the planet.
The yellow house with arches on the 5th floor,
I do not live with the sun and presents already.
Oh, the hearts of the musicians,
Flute play soul,
I have not seen my mother
Drawings on asphalt.
Familiar routes
Familiar to the pain,
They want to come back
I want to pain
And it seems you give for it all in the world,
Only the time is no longer on the planet.