Текст песни Екатерина Жужа - Привычка

is something that probably can be considered a habit ,
and that one day it will not go away :
each time leaving his train ,
in my town - like all of a sudden - the night comes
instantly as if the day had exhausted its traffic .

so it comes into its own darkness within .

I was in fox whine about a boy in a white scarf -
he is like a little prince with illustrations Exclusive .

and , fearing that my words will be empty ,
I again failed to tell him only the two bottom :
if out of my life , to strike out his name ,
I have nothing left .