Текст песни Джиос - верни мне наш июль

I remember that bright sun, summer,
July on the calendar
The taste of your lips, baby
Plexus fingers
Weightlessness of dancing
The entire news feed is filled with our photos
But where are we now?
All the warmth inside us was destroyed by autumn.
Angry cold, quarrels, partings,
With someone else's phone numbers
But what I remembered was calling, but the caller is not in the zone
It hurts so much inside, kilos of salt on my face
I don't believe this is all with me
Everything is just an illusion
I understood that in the morning I won't wake up with you
He's all the money for you, flowers are all for you
And you give him a reason to understand that you don't want to be with him
I am about you all the songs, because of you all the trips
It's high with you, without you I got into highs.