Ворошилова Елена, Матвеева Александра - Больна
текст песни

You are sick,
Sister is sick, you're pale
The whiteness pierces your thoughts,
Your thoughts slide
From heaven to bottom ...
And on that secluded at the bottom
The life is familiar to me,
And the pain is known firsthand.

Chorus:

There, there is any famously seriously,
The ocean of impenetrable tears
There is more real than living water,
There, the phones will be silent,
They will get tired of forgive you there
Not your guilt, you don't need there ...

You are sick,
Sister is sick, you are alone ...
For two one ailment - we are relatives,
But further than before me,
You are only to the bottom.
Downstaking this dregs to the end
I also went to rest ...
Do not repeat my path!

Chorus:

There, there is any famously seriously,
The ocean of impenetrable tears
There is more real than living water,
There is a seal on the lips of silence,
They will not meet you there
And they will leave one, you do not need to go there ...

You are tired, dark
Tomorrow will be brighter
The day will come at five.
Drink tea
Flower on the window of the fields,
And go to bed.
And go to bed ...