Текст песни вова ванэс - Вечерняя демка

This is not music, most likely, stupid as a joke
Believe me, I'm just here, while I breathe
Even so I will write, I'll go, I'll try at the boutiques of something
and what is in your head will hurt
And everyone look ... we're on the lens
we generate kindness very sad bit
My unkempt definitely positive
repertoire same one that you love

chorus

ask these questions every day
But just before the winter, but only until the spring ...
I do not remember much gone this autumn
and we wanted to get away, we lost dreams

Verse 2

Do you love me or not, you left me or
And where today the Kent who was yesterday
Nana, the player all the songs, by the way
someone still help them
We will be in sight of all, until you get bored
yet the fire is burning, we live here
even without taking the hit parades first places
I just thought