Текст песни Zambezi - Нервно в косы волосы заплетала

nervously in braids braided hair ,
believe in prophetic dreams ...
often had little inspiration ,
therefore waited for the smell of spring .
morning of the packages vymyatoy clothing
fresh breeze slips through the balcony,
lost everything and only pauses somewhere between ,
in a quiet room scream phone
on a city sidewalk dust kicks ,
bars on the windows of the first floor
it is open but who do not read ,
and who have read long ago forgot about it

chorus
she forgotten she was tired ,
She , she , whom no one , someone former

years a go, then do not wait for years
turning time into a second-rate product ,
yes there is , and my mother every day drips and grandchildren requires long holding her stool ,
red threads , turn a little passed,
and it was good but it's not enough,
would have known then what uporhnet the window
happiness is something that did not notice ...
one was a man all the flowers away ,
all walked around went to the love he swore
it turned out that all her friends he Perelyub ,
money lent and sebalsya