TA1LER - 02. Монделье
текст песни

Such is a life, stop doing according to the rules
Stop want or wait for you to be corrected
She is so cool, and I liked
There are heels, manicure, and do not care, I'm not equal
Now the wine would be in a glass and fill the deep fry
Its aroma on nostrils, cherry confiture
I am led like a child, French Lamur
Paris, walk in the evening, narrow route
Here, the picture of Isabella, the grape garden
Suede on a cobblestone, it is to blame for this
One, tinting protects the eyes
So rogue is unwinded, without points I backward
Leaflet with thoughts in the ballot box, maybe I'm smoked
But I do not smoke, yes, enough dope
In my head, the silence of the century disfigured
Two images of thinking that I formed
I remember the evening in the fall, around October
Dampness is stingy, but less than the Duma about you
Broken pencil, painted format
You are not for me, alas, dates
Having brought the line, it was not worth remembering, I know
Small company, bad connections, I suspect
The quarrel is brewing, there is a call and now already angry
I spend at home, we say goodbye without getting along
Tidbit in your hands, close your eyes
Tender shoulders, breathing, taught tact
You are so clean and beautiful, on the sheets until spring
Without light in the room, it will close the blinds
I would tell you Mercy, and led to a cafe
I kissed on the way, and pressed it tightly
I will not be a writer, but I will write a short story
There will be two people, probably in an embrace
Strewn boulevard, and cold leaves
Only warm hands warmed abundantly
Do not forget the moments of intercourse and glossy
On my retina you, let's dance the dance

Mondelier, no, just slow
We form the rhythm of movements directly from the ashes we
With broken cells, we will lose the pulse
These were dreams from the color, I hope not to wake up ...