Орижие

Often we’re so easy to please, passions, hello
Happiness changes colors once a day
With you it’s danger, without you it’s shade
This beautiful song belongs right here
Between my heart and yours
Between Barrikadnaya and Presnya, together
Together, isn’t that happiness, but

My soul flew over the puddles
But I wasn’t sick from April
By your deadly weapon
Looks like I killed myself

So easy to please with passion, I’m sorry
A cold rain came from somewhere
Come under the umbrella and take my hand
Let’s go back at least until eight
My city is quiet, and the notes are still
And this hour of drowsiness caught up
Hello, hello, isn’t that happiness, but

My soul flew over the puddles
But I wasn’t sick from April
By your deadly weapon
Looks like I killed myself
My soul flew over the puddles
But I wasn’t sick from April
By your deadly weapon
Looks like I killed myself

I’m sorry, it feels like I’m alone
We both are quietly feeling blue
This is your genre, this is your style
Your weapon against my strength
My city is quiet, and the notes are still
And this hour of drowsiness caught up
Hello, hello, isn’t that happiness, but

My soul flew over the puddles
But I wasn’t sick from April
By your deadly weapon
Looks like I killed myself
My soul flew over the puddles
But I wasn’t sick from April
By your deadly weapon
Looks like I killed myself
My soul flew over the puddles
But I wasn’t sick from April
By your deadly weapon
Looks like I killed myself

Looks like I killed myself
Looks like I killed myself