Текст песни Nautilus Pompilius - Я придумал тебя.

I came up with you, come up with you,
Nothing to do in the rain.
Sing to the morning sunrise in wait. what anguish!
I closed my eyes and came up with you.
You're standing in the doorway in a white cloak
With black hair to the floor drains water.
It's too late to try to come up with your back,
Your slender fingers are on the call button.

What do I do with you, what do we do now?
You come into this house and stay in it.
You no longer have one,
Besides, who invented you.
My life - like station, this stuff on the floor -
The memory of those who were waiting for their train.
And you have nowhere else to go on, have a drink of wine.
How cruel of me to think of you.

I knew that love. It is playing with fire.
But how to live without fire, if the rain outside the window.
You come into this house and stay in it.
You'll go along with those who came up with you.