If - Скучаю
текст песни

I miss, I did not say yet, forgive
At the depths of myself I will be, who knew
Already sixth April does not let go of this verse
Through the dream, I sobbed and woke up who it was
There is so tat-a-tat who held these hands
So you extinguished fires, and immediately lit
Line lines will play their last sleeping bag
We have not seen each other, consider it right
Winter after all, never hurt, will pass
NEW PERESS, COLD PARKET SKRIPS
And somehow you know already, the soul is not going to walk
After all, fresh air will benefit here only whether
The voice planted because time considered in cigarettes
I asked to quit everything, and I threw poems
Driving autumn and without waiting for the summer
Sent letters, but not to those addresses
In me, April played, I sang hope
On Monday Spring, all with a clean sheet
Worn drafts worked out ashes
That solemented, the answers in four search
And on the departure time, we were locked in the body
That so accustomed to tremble and hate winter
For let passing, but such a cold wind
Here it is not a serious palm line will take
And something like that, you will tell you
Quietly so that hearing the arrival two
"All this is early, you know, I take the memory"
So that there was a prehistory this afterword