Текст песни Дмитрий Шульц - Ах, Календарёва

I fled to you
I breathed rain
It is a pity that already
We are not waiting for miracles
Wat clouds
Turned into dust
Who are we at this hour
Fur or free?
How to start
New con

Khor.
Ah, calendareva, ah, calendar
Let it be on the paradise for two there are no vouchers today
And the angel is not waiting for us to us
Where a hundred suns are bright
Ah, calendareva, ah, calendar
You will be through the years of my nostalgia,
My dream and sleep,
In which the giant is like a gnome

Oh, Calendarere
We are more than two
You just do not put
Fat Cross
Because the pain like gasoline
I have a heart of the core

Rainbow love
Just serpentine
I am your souvenir,
Long quarantine
Memory like in the snow
Lonely klyon
But to this day
I am Sullen
Although hope
No long ago