Текст песни Pro Skill - Голубые глаза

In the evening burning lights late I go home
Among the gray buildings I hear your voice
no, I did not go crazy, I'm just happy
What are you from me, and I don't need another!
Taste of sweet lips for a long time manil
I waited a long time, wrote SMS and called
But there was no answer, you did not take the phone
and I walked and thought it was not trouble
But then everything understood everything as a lot of accessed
And maybe these lines mean nothing more
But I know, I am ready to click on sink
Under the strings of the guitar, repeat everything again

Blue eyes love white roses
She likes my poems and sad prose
and I am ready to decorate this gray world
where we will only with her only one

And I would score on this gray world
If not for you, tell
I listen to you, do not tear kid
Drip tears when sad
But do not disturb me
You can decorate this gray city
I collapsed to the floor, under the onslaught of cold walls
You are not near, this is one of the problems
For 3 hours, I hung again
I am writing poetry that you give you a smile
Please please do not feel the kid
This is just a dream and you sleep ...

Blue eyes love white roses
She likes my poems and sad prose
and I am ready to decorate this gray world
where we will only with her only one