Назар - И снова жёлтый свет
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Over my head a blanket cloud
Above my head, the sky is white-white
I am back
I felt in my pocket key
God you are, how old you are
The strange taste of your lips
How I love the strange taste of your lips
My God, how young you are
Wet shine of your eyes
You say he will call now I will leave
Now I will leave forever

pr) again the yellow light in front
I remember what to wait
But your heart whispers go
On the yellow light forward
I remember what to wait
But time does not wait
Head somersault
Fingers tremble from minor
God, wait for me
I have nothing to do with it
Some kind of stupid painter
Painted in yellow all the traffic lights
God, wait for me

I will not collect a suitcase
I will not remove portraits from the walls
I became a lazy one over the years
Not even a bed is not filled
What is holding me here
What is holding me here
All I gave everything
Blue paste on a white sheet
And again the sky is sky
Like a badly whitewashed ceiling
All in divorces and cracks
Where are you? Where are you?
Not pressed on time the trigger
And the female guitar

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Wait for me
God, wait for me