Текст песни prostovadim. - Август

Outside the window in August, the street was cloudy
Appreciated the lyrics of porches, from local patients
There are circles under his eyes again, he will not be different
And we are alone in the city at night, where the lights go out

Time flies so fast and we have grown up
Brother chop this track while something smolders in your hand
There are so many topics in my draft, so many of those
Outside, it’s like a man, but in the soul manikin

Among these yards, in a city where there is no metro
Past these houses, where for the hundredth time we’re going
Where from the very childhood shoulder to shoulder with brother
Time goes ahead and we will not go back

This is Ishim, outside the window again the noise from cars
You can’t even rush, I’ll tell you for life
My mode is down again, emphasizing this
And instead of a single dot, I put the ellipsis again ...
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Only upstairs, but when and why?
Only upstairs to the cloister of a winged swing
And he left, but remained forever in his chest
The past is behind, but we cannot forget it
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