Текст песни Дездемон Сидоров - Листва

Yes, what I fear, fools do not recognize your own,
The sockets of large cities, breaking into pieces
You made your move, you see? Hillside with clouds
Keep you by the neck, leading to happiness

Catch, hold it so far and so weightless
My conversations are covered with pollen roadside novels
One step from the cold, and the wall of the house,
Sing us of our own, victories, deceptions

You believe in me?

I feel trust, open head,
About heroes and dreams, of course, I love you, you know,
Closed poems, songs of my warm, red foliage
I tried to wake up, but you disappear ... ... like an angel whispering, you'll always be close,

You're always by my side.

Am Am7, Dm, E