Текст песни SW - Крест в блокноте

We even did not know together what we want
Life will kiss or love yourself
yet sometimes we will beat on the sides
Walls that are already cracking at the seams
Or be with her daughter the night sleep deprivation
A life can not turn because we want
And instead of fortune human anxieties
And it will be a very lonely
Jealousy is like a fish rots from the head
It is visible in the human nervous system
As if there is not less than half a century
As if that person has a coast
Prior to that swam resin persidkogo Bay
And where all life was lost but I do not see any motive
More trouble for the break, I do not see
text writing and certainly not in a hurry

Chorus .
Dried blood , dust will blow dreams
There is nothing else you will not hear you
moreover in this sad note
Cross looms life in notebook

Living It Up , we sculpted from clay
Cheap but good picture of the world
Or maybe you'd better not zamarachivatsya
Do not disturb your nerves , do not break and stools
Keep nerves and our dear neighbor
Lean will come to Moscow route
After all, there are girls in the compacted mass
For a couple of thousand rubles get fool
This is not the way to one . It is better to dream scatter
Go to recognize and just apologize
While your feelings are not torn
Or maybe it's just an excuse sad motif
Most film prosvechena forgotten archive
Overgrown with cobwebs and dust time
And you do not remember this drain
And you do not remember her beautiful.

Chorus .

It seems to me in my life will be more prospects
In spite of the men and their harsh ksivy
In life will ebb Launch out pitch
without you thought my dreams would be cheesy
As a result, there were more they will not be
as your patient response which no longer exists
I stop thinking about you in sick time
I will not remember the incident cornering
I will go down with this train warmer days
For happiness mnogovo need me to tell them
After all, in a stall on anti enough to buy a newspaper
or so years already 50 give this to her grandson
My grandfather's love , he is my blood
And this is exactly what I 'm sure you 'll be sorry
After a short way to your dream I
But now, on this sad note
I put the cross in a notebook .

Chorus .