Текст песни Елисей Маслов - Музыка это искусство, как и отношения

Moscow summer with the wind changed
Happy work on the shoulders, see in the evening
I sit behind the monitor, draw sites
While the sun warms asphalt
Music is art as a relationship

Moscow summer with the wind changed
Happy work on the shoulders, see you in the evening
I sit behind the monitor, draw sites
While the sun warms asphalt

I write to you messages that you miss madly
High temperatures, it is bad
After work, I am dear short
I see you often, but I want more often

Eyes, sitting to ourselves everything with a greater strong
I write these rows italics
And you are so beautiful, words do not pass
I chose you and I'm not afraid to guess

Thirst for lemonads we quench tasty
You will not be sad
Music is art as a relationship
Need to make them perfect



Smile Give Marie, flour my world
Why Caribus, Rio de Janeiro and Rome
Thug me with your kisses
There is no "Cancel" key here, it is inevitable



When you no longer, this is punishment
Inspire me with his touch
Take off the shackles, be easy as wind
Toboa delirmed, young Vumen Pretti

I am glad that you met and know your number
We speak at half an hour, we do not save
Hunger for you insurmountable
When I hurt, replace me vitamins

And somehow do not care what is going around around
If I thought something, I will tell you this out loud
And we cortish the faces passers-by random
I kiss you inadvertently infinite

Complements to your ear whisper
The main thing is that now, it does not matter what later
Music is art as a relationship
Need to make them perfect