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It's unlikely that spring will come
To those who don't expect it
We have taiga on the map
You have bird cherry blossoms
It's unlikely that you won't wait
And I won't come the same
Two nights in a reserved seat carriage
Where no one is waiting
The smoke of boiling water on an old bathhouse bench
How much does life cost?
Probably pennies (Pour some)
I'll pray for no precipitation
Remember? I need to paint my dad's fence (We haven't been here in a long time)
How are things going?
Yes, it's somehow chilly (Cold)
I would hug you, and sleep sweetly
Your dreamcatcher didn't help me
And you run, my boy, down past the houses (Along the river)
Your brown eyes, beat my peaks
But my alibi, didn't beat the evidence
And you turn off the light in the bedroom without me
And I wrote - everything will be fine
The sleepy city will jingle outside the window with trams (And I)
I'll raise my eyes - there are clouds in flocks
If you don't wait, write adieu
And I thank you for everything
Spring is unlikely to come
To someone who doesn't expect it
We have taiga on the map
You have bird cherry blossoms
You will hardly wait
And I will come no longer the same
Two nights in a reserved seat carriage
Where no one is waiting
Straw rots in mattresses, leaves - fingers are stained
Their exactly one thousand two hundred and seventeen
Your letters, they are like a prayer
But today it burned like a razor on the face (Who are you stuck on?)
This is not a dream, this is all in reality
I do not count the days and do not believe the calendar!
Today I learned about love in the camps
What we dreamed about, wrapped in sheets
Give me a cure for this melancholy
You wrote to me only - forgive me
The last dialogue, an accent on dislike
My outgoing is disconnected by the last percent
One day I will return with a tired smile
I will sew up an old suit and creak the gate (With a bouquet)
I will sit down with my mother on the bench
I will pay and show the certificate
Spring is unlikely to come
To the one who does not expect it
We have taiga on the map
You have bird cherry in bloom
You will hardly wait for it
And I will come not the same
Two nights in a reserved seat carriage
Where no one is waiting
Spring is unlikely to come
To the one who does not expect it
We have taiga on the map
You have bird cherry in bloom
You will hardly wait for it
And I will come not the same
Two nights on a reserved seat carriage
Where no one is waiting