телеволны - крым
текст песни

I don't know how to find myself
But getting lost as easy as simple
Without a card on someone else's path
Forgetting simple foundations

Forgetting cities and houses
In a midnight cry
While cracking at the seams of the mirror
Criver curtains fall

In full bathroom from salt and ice
Behind the closed doors of the summer
Lost together forever
Dissolve in sad tips

Quieter of water, below the grass
From the beginning to the gray hair
Win a little love
And get lost at the Crimea station

Trains will not return home
After all, the depot was closed for a long time
But there is still hitchhike
And the secret path by a pedestrian path

Through forests and thick fields
Through the destroyed cities
On infantry mines and seas
We will return to our native land

In full bathroom from salt and ice
Behind the closed doors of the summer
Lost together forever
Dissolve in farewell tips

Quieter of water, below the grass
From the beginning to the gray hair
Win a little love
And get lost at the Crimea station

We can’t return on July day
Do not forget the February night
And exactly nothing will happen in
We have nowhere to rush

We return to July day
We forget the February night
And exactly nothing will happen in
We have nowhere to rush