Текст песни KIT из DLS , котого все путают с Гуфом - Микс ...Куски из песен

God forgive, goodbye, I will not go back there,
And everything will stay somewhere there at the ring,
In the meantime, from Lenin to the Spring,
So many thoughts, so many opinions,
Do you remember everything from beginning to end,
It is not worth tears on the porch of the ring,
You will understand with time, from Lenin to the Spring,
The sun will rise, you hear, trust me ...

Well, that's all it seems, why is it so difficult
He, she, they, lived ...
On the skin tremors, although all this is already in the past,
And now we, too, are just the opposite,
And under the feet of the earth and asphalt with puddles,
Maybe a little more, but no, it will only get worse.
And then spring replaces the winter cold
And I am honestly glad that there will be no worse
Far worse, and when he smokes,
She will tell him that there will be nothing more
But just everything, but just too late,
It says all this, and tears flow down
And the time is one in the morning on the phone displays,
And they have a minute and seven steps to the intercom,
She leaves and will not return, hardly wait,
Will enter the elevator and click on the fifth.
***
Where life leads, what people strive for,
Where everyday life runs, where destinies lead,
Where fate leads to a call at fifteen eight,
Which will change my twenty first autumn,
I don’t believe a lot, I don’t cheat time
But I did not go back and closed the door,
Life is not the days that have passed, but those that I remember
Three letters with dots on the album cover,
I remember us in that distant April,
As if on a feather at five in the morning, my hands were warming with a breath,
And I do not hear much, I do not regret a bit,
That so the hours and days and weeks passed
Then I wanted to call her the only one
But the words do not have time for thoughts,
Seconds, minutes, minutes and again,
What is life, what is love,
And our time will fly by, I hope sensibly,
And I'll just pass the baseball cap down below,
And you know all the same, we matured already,
After all, this music plays in our soul
***
Twelve nights, a player in a jacket pocket,
And I'm looking for her eyes from the windows of the bus,
There are so many questions and so few answers ...
And castles in the sand, like love, blown away by the wind,
And who is now where we are long gone?
Will we find each other? And how many years?
Who will stop the arrows in the castles on the sand?
They are not found anywhere, and at the same time, they are everywhere ...
Many tried to break, and we tried to build.
She was crying, but I could not calm her down ...
And then for the first time I saw the stars go out ...
Indeed, in her eyes everything seemed so serious.
And someone third upstairs was thinking about one thing:
Does erase point in a fairy tale about her and about him?
And I was silent ...
Standing in the rain on the ultimate ...
Knowing that I see off forever and forever ...
***
You can erase everything from the wall or delete the page
But you never know what's going on there.
And who is there with whom, at what time, forgetting the principles ...
Then he erased calls that would not sleep.
Someone lied more.
Someone was silent longer.
Someone knows the truth, but will tell later.
Some are stuffed with lies.
Someone sends a personal past.
Someone is difficult and someone will remain abandoned.
Other steel may or may not
But there is no strength to dial the number and say & quot; Hello, hello & quot;
There is no power to delve into these quotes from the status
Realizing that the soul is not so happy ...
Run seconds on the clock, just like weekdays.
You know, that third one is still judging from above.
It is true or false .... I do not know what it is.
But I know what's inside the electronic envelope.

And she still loves
Still waiting
Still believes in miracle
Still drowning the ice.
And outside the window, autumn will remind her of me ...
And October would be happy for us in November ...