Текст песни Gsolo feat. Лиза Small - Один миг...

Probably the wind of change is stronger than all the winds
One cannot be ready for its cold streams
This will make you slow down on a snowy track.
Worst of all - it will make you wear a mask
We would like to colorize the stained glass
Yes, only feelings are somehow too naked
Instead of warm eyes, something is no longer native
Better from this love story we were not given passwords
To the wounds with salt - to know that you are somewhere
The mind quarrels with the heart in a room with an extinct light
The loneliness of the smell will not allow you to breathe calmly
Do not believe in a miracle? But still you will wait
You will seek solace in something casual look
You know, magic has long been stolen by someone
Why for the sake of the same rake again and again?
Whiskey with ice and cola will not drive stiffness.
Bound even if hatred is in words
Bound together even if we embrace others
Do not hold feelings in the wind
Do it yourself fragile keep your dream
It’s about having enough patience
They promised me, if you believe strongly, it will be fulfilled.
How I want to meet the day without tears, with a smile
When there is no strength, our obstinacy in salvation.

Through roads and thoughts and millions of lights
She will see something in him, he will see in her
Here is the connection from milligrams to myriads
But the stars do not find a perspective in the aisles of the Moscow Ring Road
Hundreds of sensual senses thrown into the trash
Then to evenly add verses to music
Believe it, from the heart scrub
Memories of how the slides explode in cascade
So it’s necessary ... or not at all
He went out somewhere in the spring, and her station is autumn
So winter is coming and thoughts about clothes
These are aimless trips on branches without hope
These eyes are empty and these are simply petty
And this one hides the bolts - another idiot
What is your dad bent on overtime?
Have a good weekend, take the five spilled out.
Entering from different doors, get out together
And he will see something in her, she will see in him
Just run, breathing the night through
Catching your sunrise within the damn ring
This is a pan of empty flowers, sketches of fate
From the weekend to the weekend
Through workdays
From the bunk through the kitchen to the place of work
What can these eyes opposite tell you?

Just a moment
and everything can disappear
the light fades the sound fades away
scatter feelings should not
there is only love. There are no miracles ...