Текст песни Колибри - Манера поведения

Here again the bell is a bullet in the temple
You're back to life by a hair
The ocean of love in the world is poured,
Why does not anyone get up in a hurry
I'll collect the shards of the last day
They embarrass all, but not me
And yesterday's words are a hard lesson
Did not correct my secret defect

Do not you pick me up, a small alarm clock,
I dreamed a dream,
I dreamed again, ah, the one who is in love with me
I draw a face, to start with red
I'll paint my mouth
And on a new gray day I begin
Your Crusade

Well, where does the hole in the stocking
I'll rise quietly in the far corner
I'm on a slow fire

You are gentle and in May and November
You trust only secrets
But always alone, - ah, give wine!
Only there is no wine and again one
Visual series - just fly away
From the hip to the west - full ahead!
You're so simple and I'm bored with you
Oh leave me, and, incidentally, wait

You have long been in captivity impeccable
Lines of legs
And the unearthly herbs of fragrant dreams
And your pupil is taken in sight, and you run in vain,
You are frightened
But I will answer "no", no - "yes" or simply
"Yes, yes, yes" as always!

Unable to blow from the window
Good morning, you're alone again.
No, I'm still going crazy

Open the window with a thin hand
How calm is the sky above your head
Fit the bangs obliquely,
To blow the wind from the temple
Although the eyes have traces of frequent losses,
Here is the call to the old door
Here is the call to the old door
Here is the call