Текст песни Dr. Boly - Рандеву

Am C G F (002330) E
It was not in a dream, but in reality,
Noisy city was tired of sleeping,
Death to me came to Randevo,
And she said, let's enter.

I like a true gentleman,
The door opened and the braid took,
On the glasses spilled porten
We watched your eyes into the eyes.

I invited her to the table,
Barely audibly play blues
From the steps of her fans on the floor,
From breathing hell taste.

Conversations, port wine and we,
She closer sits down to me
Hugging so gently me
Says "You are only mine now."

F g am g
But in the morning I woke up one
And lipstick inscription on the window
Thanks for the port,
I'll come to you again!
And since then I am waiting every evening
With grief drinking many times stronger,
You understand, I'm not alkash,
I just dream of meeting her