Текст песни Богданова Анна - Такие встречи

Poems: Bogdanova Ksenia
Record: Fedorov Valentine

I imagine our meeting ...
Behind the door: summer, people, city,
And I for me the whole world is only evening,
Only a room ... and we are with you ..

I quickly remember the smell,
Your manner conversation ...
I feel, I choke!
And in thoughts: "Why so long?"

The lips were dry from the nerves ...
Words about something, not about the main thing ...
And where were you? What were you thinking?
Today is the truth too?

And the evening scattered into the shreds ...
Let's leave these prejudices ...
You hug me stronger -
I'm so tired of separation ...