Текст песни 9 грамм - Снег

And in the yard was still snowing in the morning until the evening

And you're alone . Waiting for your love trustingly

And in the yard was still snowing in the morning until the evening

And you're alone . Waiting for your love trustingly

Everything began to turn quite quickly

No wonder they say that life loves surprises

Love at close range shot, 9 grams directly in sredtse

And that none of us can not escape

And you once did not believe in it

Said that the first career and cruise around the world

And with it not necessary to direct marafeta -

Jeans, jackets , shoes and winter and summer

In a head wind blew and naive thoughts

Lotteries and intrigue with girlfriends close

Or an evening alone with a thick novel and a glass of whiskey

Or fiction movie on dvd- drive

In the morning in the park slow jogging

Fully enjoying each passing moment

In my iPod music of Mr. CRED

Gleam in the eye , smile, laugh - tell me Where did all this?

Chorus .

Everything began to turn quite quickly

No wonder they say that life loves surprises

Love at close range shot, 9 grams directly in sredtse

And that none of us can not escape

Destined , or coincidence

Let each stand by my opinion

But somehow people find love

Not predict how it will happen and where it will be

And some random counter

Asks you to spend a wonderful evening with him

Movies, dinner , and nature , candles

Smiling and looking at you so trustingly

It's not in your principles , not in your rules

But the heart can not command his

Normally, you would have refused

But it turned out that not today and not him

Chorus .

Everything began to turn quite quickly

No wonder they say that life loves surprises

Love at close range shot, 9 grams directly in sredtse

And that none of us can not escape

He promised not to leave, he promised to stay

Your bodies are merged into a white dance

I promise to love and be close forever

And you have become so gullible

But after the first night spent

Unavailable his cell does not meet the work

And was struck by Cupid's arrow young heart

And now you say that was a naive fool

And now you're sitting so sad

No appetite , the food seems so tasteless

Crying on the couch , hugging a teddy bear

Love was not the same as writing in books