Текст песни иСо - 18 лето

I get up every day late in the morning,
And I wake up day.
And every my day is filled with longing,
And I think I'm all about my own.

I am upset and empty - a new day began.
I stand in the windows at the window.
My every day is similar to others:
Another 14 hours to wait for sleep.

I'm standing by the window and think about it,
Although I myself do not want.
I hope for the best, I'm waiting for change.
I am guilty, myself and crying.

She helped me find another way
Although I often argued with her.
We talked about all sort of cunning things ...
For this I appreciate it now.

Past conversations are gaining weight,
And I feel - this is not in vain.
Maybe of course, that all this is a hoax.
But still the road ...

I go to the kitchen, seeking what to eat ...
Macaroni, tea and cutlet.
So day in the afternoon floats slowly
My cold summer.