Текст песни Игорь Петренко - Иллюзия

He was late for you, just for a reason
It is unlikely that the traffic jams of a huge city
You come down from heaven - life on earth below,
And forecasts predict a thunderstorm

Don't scream love from street ads
Do not divide the indivisible in half
Look, the battle with the heart is lost
You chose it yourself

He is your illusion, he is insomnia
This story won't end before it starts
You are not his love and you are not his mistress
This story won't end before it starts

Clouds await with grapes
That the hands of the wind will tear them from the sky
He will forget to call you, and the night
Will change the day anyway

You come down from heaven - life on earth, below
The pain will let go, don't taste the tear
Learn by heart: grief is not a problem,
And not forever ...

He is your illusion, he is insomnia
This story won't end before it starts
You are not his love and you are not his mistress
This story won't end before it starts