Текст песни Иван Воробей - История про Кошку и ее Человека

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In Moscow, a dusty old house with two stained-glass window.
It was built in some kind -nadtsaty century.
Nearby lived a dazzling black cat.
The cat, which is very loved man.

No, not friends. Cat just noticed it -
A little screwed up her eyes, as if looking at the light.
Heart pounding ... Oh, how her heart purr!
If, at the meeting, he softly whispered to her: "Hello."

No, not friends. Cat just let him
Stroking himself. On her knees she sat down.
In the park one day, she was walking with a man.
He suddenly fell. Well, the cat suddenly went crazy.

Howled a neighbor, a siren ... carried ambulance.
What is happening at all in my head?
Cat was silent. It was not his cat.
Just so happened that ... that was her man.

Cat waiting. I do not sleep, did not drink and did not eat.
Humbly waiting when the light appears in the windows.
Just sitting. And even a little turned gray.
He's come back, and quietly whisper to her: "Hello"

In Moscow, a dusty old house with two stained-glass window.
Minus seven lives. And another minus age.
He smiled: "You're really waiting for me, Cat?"
"Cats do not expect ... silly, silly you're my man."

In Moscow, a dusty old house with two stained-glass window.
It was built in some kind -nadtsaty century.
Nearby lived a dazzling black cat
A cat that loved person ...

Lyrics: Alexander Bes
Reads: Ivan Sparrow
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