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1 куплет:
Среди влюбленных тут не сложно отыскать изъяна
Понимания найти в любви, как батискаф из ямы
Мы ищем идеалов лучше всех, видней, милее
Но найдя, перестаем ценить, и не теми болеем
А мы любить не умеем, страдая, понимаем только
Раскладывая воспоминания совсем по разным полкам
Где как на флешке, моменты из жизни лучшие
Сами в ответе за тех, кого приручили, но тянем к худшему их
Почему так? Почему не иначе?
Борт корабля у причала, где уже сломаны мачты
Уже все запачкал, нелепо, как будто в тисках
Начинаем плаванье, совсем на новых радостях
Буря, шторм, ветер, холодно очень
Спускаем шлюпки, прыгая в не очереди
Гребем обратно, и пусть поплавали так мало
Своими бинтами, вяжем только свои же раны
Доплывём до берега, там нас покидает волнами
Недолго думая отправимся в новое плаванье
И может все будет хорошо, но в прочем
Эгоизма слово, последнюю поставит точку.
Припев:
Демоны в душе любовь искушают,
По мрачным тропинкам, нас ведут
Яд недоверия по венам пускают,
В сладкий туман вновь влекут…
2 куплет:
Эхо осени входит в четыре стены,
Через вещи сны ко мне пробирается.
Нашей повести строки, увы, прочтены,
Осторожнее будь, опять закрываются...
Моn ami, по ошибке зашла ты в вагон,
Перепутала время, вокзал и пути.
Стрелка компаса лопнула, со всех сторон
Эффект плато, родная, как ни крути.
Почему же мы не умеем любить?
Мы теряем себя, отдавая другим…
Моn ami, ты должна это чувство хранить,
Не пускать в свои лёгкие тающий дым.
Провожай уходящие вдаль поезда,
Возвращайся к себе и преданно жди.
Будет полдень, суббота или среда.…
Когда что-то действительно ёкнет в груди.
Припев:
1 verse:
It is not difficult to find the flaw among lovers here
Understanding to find in love as a bathyscaphe from a pit
We are looking for ideals better than anyone, more prominent, nicer
But finding, we stop value, and we are not ill with that
And we do not know how to love, suffering, we only understand
Laying out memories on completely different shelves
Where like a flash drive, moments from life are the best
Ourselves in the response for those who were tamed, but we pull them to the worst of them
Why is that? Why not otherwise?
The side of the ship at the pier, where the masts have already been broken
Already stained everything, ridiculous, as if in a vice
We start swimming, completely on new joys
Storm, storm, wind, very cold
We lower the boats, jumping in the line
We row back, and let them swim so little
Our bandages, we knit only our own wounds
We will sail to the shore, there we leave the waves
Without thinking twice, we will go to a new swimming
And maybe everything will be fine, but in other
Egoism a word, the latter will put a point.
Chorus:
Demons in the soul of love are tempting,
On gloomy paths, we are led
The poison of distrust of the veins is allowed,
They attract the sweet fog again ...
2 verse:
The echo of autumn enters four walls,
Through things, dreams make my way to me.
Our story, alas, are read,
Be careful, be closed again ...
Mon ami, by mistake, you went into the carriage,
Confused time, station and paths.
The compass arrow burst, from all sides
The effect of the plateau, dear, whatever one may say.
Why don't we know how to love?
We lose ourselves, giving others ...
Mon ami, you must keep this feeling,
Do not let in your light melting smoke.
Exch the trains going into the distance,
Return to yourself and devotely wait.
It will be noon, Saturday or Wednesday. ...
When something really fucks in the chest.
Chorus:
It is not difficult to find the flaw among lovers here
Understanding to find in love as a bathyscaphe from a pit
We are looking for ideals better than anyone, more prominent, nicer
But finding, we stop value, and we are not ill with that
And we do not know how to love, suffering, we only understand
Laying out memories on completely different shelves
Where like a flash drive, moments from life are the best
Ourselves in the response for those who were tamed, but we pull them to the worst of them
Why is that? Why not otherwise?
The side of the ship at the pier, where the masts have already been broken
Already stained everything, ridiculous, as if in a vice
We start swimming, completely on new joys
Storm, storm, wind, very cold
We lower the boats, jumping in the line
We row back, and let them swim so little
Our bandages, we knit only our own wounds
We will sail to the shore, there we leave the waves
Without thinking twice, we will go to a new swimming
And maybe everything will be fine, but in other
Egoism a word, the latter will put a point.
Chorus:
Demons in the soul of love are tempting,
On gloomy paths, we are led
The poison of distrust of the veins is allowed,
They attract the sweet fog again ...
2 verse:
The echo of autumn enters four walls,
Through things, dreams make my way to me.
Our story, alas, are read,
Be careful, be closed again ...
Mon ami, by mistake, you went into the carriage,
Confused time, station and paths.
The compass arrow burst, from all sides
The effect of the plateau, dear, whatever one may say.
Why don't we know how to love?
We lose ourselves, giving others ...
Mon ami, you must keep this feeling,
Do not let in your light melting smoke.
Exch the trains going into the distance,
Return to yourself and devotely wait.
It will be noon, Saturday or Wednesday. ...
When something really fucks in the chest.
Chorus:
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