Текст песни добраяпросто - BROKENLINE

The smell of your spirits
On the way home
Accompanies in cool wagons in the subway
I fall asleep with the thought of your hands
Through the noise of roads in the outgoing trains
I only need to see eyes from you
To return to the place in a dream
Where together, trembling from the cold, we warm the arms
Share thoughts, I will share honesty x2

In this city dark
And no longer forces
You do not close the window
This night.
I will come and ugly you
Fire
Fire
In chest
You will not leave your head