Singer: Zemfira. Page 2

Got this winter, too long.
I hang in the Internet and torturing the mouse.

I want the sun instead of a lamp?
I want outside the window the Alps?
Want, I'll give all the songs
About you will give all the songs...

Disappointed by the movies, charmed by the sky eyes...
I can't explain it, but come back.
Take me, will be no more and no less than sound,
But the sound is still the same as the thread, but I'm still a friend.

I want it in my mouth remained the honest taste of cigarettes.
I really value your opinion, it is extremely important your color.

Sorry, but I did not learn to stop.
Dispersed, fluttering like a bird released.

Give time
See, I'm on fire.

And again the night, the poisoned arrow,
I will never, never leave
You lie down with me quietly there...

Today was a bad day -
Tomorrow will be good.

Maybe a couple of thousand years
You will see the track of my comets.

Never let me go, what if someone sees...

And listening to the quiet ocean,
And saw the city
And believe in everlasting love,
And I thought: "Forever"

With a clean slate in wild places,
Count to a hundred, having lived to a hundred!

What unheard-of acute pain.
What a strange urge to fall.

And I write you the letter in your notebook.
And leave the dot at the end.
And anything but go to bed.