Текст песни Декабрь - маленькая

Heat your words , your lips ,
In the morning, it takes me back .
You are my vicious circle ,
It is not known word .
You're a sweet juice untouched ,
Know where and how much
Yet awakened dreams ,
Already crossed out how ...

Let me give
The sweet smell of the asphalt .
White clouds of foam ,
And the sun has not broken Wright -
And it's all in my hands .
Do not ask , do not let go !
Past , past ,
Flying , laughing !

We will divide a granite,
On pieces of concrete slabs .
We will remember forever ...
And we will leave greasy trail
On the face of running years ,
We'll keep track of the fat !