Текст песни добраяпросто - WITHOUTWORDS

After all, the main thing is not to lose relevance
Do not dissolve in the events of the past month or day
Evenings exchanged feelings for degrees
I lost myself in the fragments of the broken December
Lack of dreams or sleep deprivation
The book is closed and the story is read not until the end.
how many other facts in memory
What are you finally good?
And this blow
It will not allow to re-start.
My ship crashed about your pier,
At the moments of the most severe sadness lacked the native shoulder
Wall fists with hot, wine in glasses Blood on sleeves
Love does not always make smiling and bad forget.
to be stronger than becoming enough enough to scream
And now I drink alcohol chilled
He has become during this time
I'm closer to your warm lips
do not love
Love brings only grief
it's the last sip for you, my sea