Текст песни да даже кеды так не жали - как прижало

When shredding
   Throw in touch, kill, kill
   It divides and separates first
   Still, even the shoes do not pinch, as the pinned
   All tired
   
   Stir, did not understand, did not connect beeches
   Inquiries fetched, strained face
   Looking frostbitten
   Out of warmed by thoughts of you
   
   From morning to three
   In my soul stir
   I hate those routes
   For some leaves love
   No matter how many of them now
   Red marked weeks
   I will never forget
   Zelenookaya star
   About you
   
   I met a lot of
   But I provazhal to door
   Less to the entrance
   On trains and airplanes ever
   And aerial God, deliver - no need to hell
   For my offspring
   Ambush - you flew as she wanted
   I saw it all from the balcony
   Then the rhythm of the wheels and phones
   Tape recorder and have thoughts about you
   
   From morning to three
   In my soul stir
   I hate those routes
   For some leaves love
   No matter how many of them now
   Red marked weeks
   I will never forget
   Zelenookaya star
   About you
   
   Thinking of you
   About you
   Oh, miracle of northern gardens
   How strange singing wires
   Course I is
   About you
   My distant Sh.T.
   Zelenookaya depth
   Course I you
   Forever
   Forever
   Forever
   About you
   
   From morning to three
   In my soul stir
   I hate those routes
   For what love is gone
   No matter how many of them now
   Red marked weeks
   I will never forget
   Zelenookaya star
   About you