Текст песни Ё-zhik - Мой последний дождь

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So this
So this
(Was first love) first love
So somewhere
Somehow blindly
(Last rain came through) my last rain
Like the wind
You are warmed
(Stranger's gaze without sheets)
Means summer
Even summer
(Won't bring my love back)

1) I did not let my friends into my world, I lied to them because it was destroyed
And my god who was indifferent made it clear that I was not needed at all
After all, he took away mom's smile but in the middle of still fragile petals
I discovered a beautiful flower that was also lonely

But my snowdrop died in winter with all dreams of glory
I buried myself like a mole in a notebook, hoping that I would find the truth
And I really believed until the end that her sun would warm me
Well, the rays of that love, like a slave, threw me to the bottom of the well

And I lay quietly covered in burns and kept writing and writing poetry
After all, faith in the keeper of God dissolved like a feeling of love
And wherever I went, I kept hitting ordinary walls
But for some reason I foolishly believed that the rain would throw me ashore

And like an old man that does not see the sky, I drew a rainbow of seven colors
And remembering my childhood I collected Lego to become eclipsed by the sky
And my sunrise that did not believe in summer
lit up with a happy gray dream
After all, the rain that poured with dawn drowned my quiet house

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2) I looked like a frightened child when we first met
Then I was joking and hoped that it would last forever
But at the same time I tried not to look into her blue eyes
I was afraid to fall in love with her like the first time that forever

And the fear was not in vain, everything became just like in that postcard
Where I turned into rain and washed away all her childish smiles
So that she feels the shiver and takes refuge under my blanket
And I recognized the lie by the chills on her neck but it's cool

Somehow everything became with us and that spark that once was between us
Stirred up feelings of jealousy melted away by those memories
Where I wrote everything and wrote my best songs for her
And we flew away under them without a trace into a world full of beautiful beasts

And I have to thank her for becoming a stencil
With my inspiration and that swallow that I tried to keep in a cage
And I promise this is the last track dedicated to her silhouette
After all, in February it will so absurdly wither according to my plot

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