Текст песни Иван Воробей - Километры

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Distance - a few hours of each other. No more. You are not far away. You just do not close.

You're yelling. But I'm not already heard.
The sound does not pass through the walls, I was even the star closer,
What are you. At a distance of sight will remain a stranger,
no need to touch that.
Previously I heard a whisper than your heart breathing.
Perhaps someone else in it is already wired.
I have no reason to hate you - kilometers divided.
Left you in my chest, and at the same time in someone's bed.
In a squalid station, including drooping persons
I'm waiting for my train. But. You did not come to say goodbye.

Chorus:
Only a weak shove on separation distance. Walls
We built ourselves, and then to hear like,
As with someone's heart will beat the same pulse.
I do not hear. You did not come to say goodbye.

People are divided not kilometers, and the walls they have built themselves. And, as usual in conventional stories, after diverge.

In the hands of the guitar, but the minors rule. I'm weak-willed.
Each word with difficulty. Hi, Love you sick.
Final else should be, but there are no people on the platform.
So it will be better for you. Although it is better to both.
Shoot down his fists against the walls. I hate that someone in bed with you.
You will rue the day because I did not want to come.
Then a shout. But I'm not already heard.
The sound does not pass through the walls, I was even the star closer,
What are you. At a distance of sight will remain a stranger,
no need to touch that.

Chorus:
Only a weak shove on separation distance. Walls
We built ourselves, and then to hear like,
As with someone's heart will beat the same pulse.
I do not hear. You did not come to say goodbye.

Sincere passes through time and distance. Do not be fooled.

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