LOBODA - Insta
текст песни

So we part with you
Closing all the doors on my heart
You become a dream again
And my biggest loss
We looked into each other's eyes
And counted the fallen stars
Apparently, the sky decided for us:
"It's too late for these birds to fly"

Let's remain friends as a souvenir on Instagram
And again, day after day, I leaf through our photo album
On cold nights alone under the skies
I'm burning to the ground and I'm getting used to life without you

Somewhere out there, in the bustle of new days
They fled to other people's addresses
The two happiest people
In an unfinished vivid novel
I'll stay in the last chapter
Where the evening is a purple sunset
Will remind me of you again
And about how I once loved

Let's remain friends as a souvenir on Instagram
And again, day after day, I leaf through our photo album
On cold nights alone under the skies
I'm burning to the ground and I'm getting used to life without you

Let's remain friends as a souvenir on Instagram
And again, day after day, I leaf through our photo album
On cold nights alone under the skies
I'm burning to the ground and I'm getting used to life without you