Юлия Теуникова - Назад
текст песни

My double waved my hand
Old metro. Arrow at eight.
It seems that there should be someone else,
How imperceptibly the fall crept up.
And I want to come a little earlier ...

An hour later we are sitting in the bar,
The door of the front are the headlights.
Shadows play on tiles of photos
A cigarette is dancing in closed fingers -
no no no -
This is only coffee ...

And I see your house again
I remember your garden and pulls me back.
Do you know how to inhale a thick aroma sweetly inhaling?
So pulls back.

Morning. Call. I pick up the phone.
On the walls of the zaruba of burned shells,
Settled from the bridgehead yesterday's night ...
"Yes I. No, I don't know "
And fingers twist the tape of yesterday's concert,
Like a sting - the smell of bandaged wrists!

The spectrum of the last battles,
And, as always, by chance, defeats ...
“Call me later, I will come to my senses
After all, you know, dear, I don't remember you
I do not remember you at all
I forgot you, my eyes are light ” -
no no no -
This is only autumn ...

But, you know, I feel pain
Your gaze penetrates me and leads back.
Do you know how to inhale a thick aroma sweetly inhaling?
So pulls back ...

You know how the words fade, how the gaze lights up,
when led back?
Do you know how to inhale a thick aroma sweetly inhaling?
So pulls back ...