Текст песни Nebo7 - о случайностях, тепле и планах на жизнь

someday we'll meet by chance
wind blows the leaves of tratuary vytsvevshie
Sun burns last rays
I so often dreamed
We did not recognize each other
like your parents, husband, son of the cat?
cafes here, if you go around the corner,
it's my dreams ...
tell me where has visited during this time
In my 20 years nekchemnyh ..
problemy..po evenings pressure
Cat wives syn..chto you? No ..
I am in so many places where wanted to be with you visited
all the songs which they sang, one quail
so do not ask how are you,
my business here still do not find ..
in so many subway cars, izzhidaya,
I am watching other people's stories
and drunk me in silence
do not measure liter
millions of pages flipped,
but always found one ..
it is unlikely that there is a place for me,
and that my place-bottom ..
as I caressed the hands of others,
never touching lips
and about how beautiful Moscow
about how my friend died
both fired from their jobs
as a cat shot with birch
that always wanted to know whether the pain
stake from the beloved roses ..
all the boring, the bezinteresnom
such that nowhere and does not slip
I thought that I lost
I have always been close,
just now dela..rabota ..
We are going out to meet 5
but it was not up to us
and now tak..sluchayno ..
Who would have thought at all
You pour yourself another cup of tea,
I want to hear your feelings