Текст песни группа Никита - Ветром

Crumpled sheets of old forgotten love
Comans like my poems
Sounds of silence fill this desert
In which I now
Honestly, where did the taste go?
I'm embarrassed, afraid
And no hope, no alarm
But I stay

I will become the notes for your keys
I will become a ship to your waves
I will become the wind and I will vomit
Your clothes to pieces
I will become a hot December
Cold august, sugar rain
At the frequency of love, the two of us swim

Remind me of wild cold rain
You’ll get wet to the thread, then you will fall asleep
I will appear in a dream, even though you do not expect a blow
But I will come by fire
Honestly tell me where the days went
We were alone with you
You write down, you save all my letters

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I will become the notes for your keys
I will become a ship to your waves
I will become the wind and I will vomit
Your clothes to pieces
I will become a hot December
Cold august, sugar rain
At the frequency of love, the two of us swim