Текст песни Da Gudda Jazz - Слышать ее шаги

Sometimes he wants to take to drop everything and rush to her
In my head constantly run the numbers 712 18 December 84, they were often Near
Going with her hand as if he felt that holds the diamond in his hands
He hochit that the world would become so again: He wants to hear her footsteps

Chorus
Hear her footsteps
Breathe not for others
But the cries of joy and
Instead, Hooters
Pull Smoke Lights
While the lights are
Fly with it
And then just write poetry

1.Bessony city all lights extinguished, but in the morning
When the weather is warm comes only from Hands
Lazy Smoke rises above the ceiling
Atleast he wants so much to hear your voice
The fate of their leading me city
But wherever he was no longer seen such
He remembers every moment when I first heard YES
The flame does not leave you a memory to eat up
Yes it is he, too, everything is not averse to return back
But as it had not been for the night again new Night
and that it must be something really, so does not end exactly
Everywhere possible to put a comma instead of a period
Quite so attached or simply become older
Everything you need to swap or change seats
It's time to hear him before those that are easy
Hear her footsteps

Chorus
Hear her footsteps
Breathe not for others
But the cries of joy and
Instead, Hooters
Pull Smoke Lights
While the lights are
Fly with it
And then just write poetry

2.Eё smile even more blooms in the spring
He sees it every time but it is a pity in a dream
And there were a number of what they now say who is to blame
It is like a jewel for him diamond
It's time to end this long been a pause
Choosing for a picture fresh new puzzle
It's time to odds caught up adding them to the scales
Loneliness he already immensely hungry
That had not been there for a long time it is time to forgive
No matter who is the first love knows no pride
It does not matter who has reached the brink
Blank lines are replacing like gray verse
Quite so attached or simply become older
Everything you need to swap or change seats
It's time to hear him before those that are easy
Hear her footsteps

Chorus
Hear her footsteps
Breathe not for others
But the cries of joy and
Instead, Hooters
Pull Smoke Lights
While the lights are
Fly with it
And then just write poetry (x4)