Дмитрий Bezu Малышев - Запах ее волос
текст песни

Between the morning fog
And night rain
In the semi-madman
He will go to her house
He will go into the house, a little creak of the door,
Shooting the remnants of sleep
So that just the last time
Drink wine with her

Silence is also a conversation
Despair - by no means a sentence
Sadness and smoke from cigarettes ...
Remember the smell of her hair forever ...

Between business and idleness
On the edge of the earth
They let go as they knew how
Ships into the sky
And caught all the signals
From other worlds
He does not remember, but she will not say
Enough, no more words ...

Silence is also a conversation
Despair - by no means a sentence
Sadness and smoke from cigarettes ...
Remember the smell of her hair forever ...

Between the life of that and this
Just an episode
He will come into the light
And it will go into the fog ...

Silence is also a conversation
Despair - by no means a sentence
Sadness and smoke from cigarettes ...
Remember the smell of her hair forever ...