Текст песни Masia Kulikov - Ночная.

Looking up to the sun, remembering the native
remembering those who are no longer self
how mom taught you to be yourself
i express myself i love the area

Mom always knew and respected
I took my craving for music to my heart
My little one, I'm sorry for everything
for late calls and for words about everything

I look at the name, I press the play button
in my life you yf first place all important
you don’t know anything about me
after the bastard tuesday night
The beloved’s phone doesn’t answer very sadly.
Ashes on a sofa a bottle under a table
the bright moon blinds at night as if by day
you're out of the question because you're the only one
for hydraponic you will kill me and for love llama
I was surprised and every evening I raise the degree

I'm raising my voice in your photo
I remember how I thumped last Saturday
and without a trace in my heart there is a desire to scream
at 5 in the morning kakueta stupid SMS to write to you

You will be angry with me but you will not cry
will remember me when slush on the street

Do not reject me do not pretend that you don’t know
That all the lines are for you but you fall asleep
notes played and you are further
ignore me without shame and without falsehood
they say that not the first that is not the last
I cry for all the words you are the most faithful for me
you are the ray for which I hold
dirty thoughts spit in your direction
respect your choice
whoever you choose but more accurately you drank