Текст песни Литературный вечер - Чашка чая на столе

Cup of coffee, warm tile

Shadows moan the corners

I'm for your wonderful profile

Soul Devil Sell

You could conquer me

Well, at least a couple of times ...
Stop now to dream

We will forget the pain of leprosy

You only gave me lips

Well, I wanted you ...

And on the floors of warm fur coats

All the fire remained

We broke up unnoticed

Just hands breaking

What to hide from wind

I corrected the collar

And went to his dear

Well, you went to your

You stayed a bad strength

In my stormy memory ...