Елена Гришанова - Телефонные линии
текст песни

Don't regret it anymore ...
Myself and me ...
Don't regret it anymore ...
Myself and me ...
Flight 1.27
Clouds, cities
Telephone network
I will cut off forever
No friends, no enemies
Unjustified risk
Love fit
On a mini-disk forgotten house
Telephone lines
I will cut off and no one will save
I want to be happy
And that's it, you hear, and that's it
Telephone lines
I will cut off and no one will save
I want to be happy
And that's it, you hear, and that's it
Leaving you
I'm leaving for good
Let it fly to nowhere
Flight 1.27
No friends, no enemies
No hopes, no problems
Love remains
Not in the end of no one by anyone
Telephone lines
I will cut off and no one will save
I want to be happy
And that's it, you hear, and that's it
Telephone lines
I will cut off and no one will save
I want to be happy
And that's it, you hear ..
Telephone lines
I will cut off and no one will save
I want to be happy
And that's it, you hear, and that's it
Telephone lines
I will cut off and no one will save
I want to be happy
And that's it, you hear, and that's it