Текст песни Елена Погребижская - Четыре минуты

They talk about you in a restaurant
Late at night, dark oil.
One of them is in the heart of thee, had been wounded,
But you missed. 4 minutes.

You have tried three times to remain friends,
In neutral coffeehouses you politely fiercely
Wept without words, snapped verses.
And everything about each other. 4 minutes.

It does not matter who betrayed. It is not clear who threw.
And each found a new & quot; miracle & quot ;.
With one drawback that it substitute
And the heat. 4 minutes.

I know you send for a purpose to her spies.
Learn what happened to her during the day.
And everyone has found loyal entourage of clones
And all alone. 4 minutes.

You drink to see her reflection
In a glass of Stolichnaya in brut bubbles
Not merely the reflex movements,
Whisper her name. 4 minutes.

The dream of flying away along the streets of Petersburg
Late at night darker oil
The fact that the flame of life back.
And you're together again. 4 minutes ...

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