Текст песни Grishunka - пропитанное осенью

Text Birds

Some of us really did not understand.
Some of us have missed the most important thing.
I live in your mobile phone.
I am a fan. And cough.
Blow your nose. And cough.
Above the town are going to ink clouds
And the sky wheezing deliberately.
Today I missed your call,
I - a couple of unread SMS.
It does not matter.

How much happiness do not know now.
The city has five in the morning. In the city calm.
Poultry flocks south in a hurry,
And inside
My Arctic
Requests rain.

Once
Our sun is no longer warm.
Now or in part heats.
I - ten digits on your display.
I - your under-love.
Your under-happiness.
Lived and spit.
Heaven came to light.
Watching the sunset.
We - a couple of lines on sheets of paper.
You tell me
Just "so far".

And echo - cough.
Somewhere in the void autumn street
My patient
Hoarse cough.