We're in the caffe among friends, there's a bit hot
That peace - is my illusion
You're a newsreader on some tv channel
I'm not a good pair for you, for sure.
I'm not alone, and some talks about coffee and dramatics
For sure would be useless
And my bro is gonna say that we have some other business
No one holds no one.
I'm imagining, I'm imagining
Happy end to the story - yours and mine.
I'm stamping, I'm stamping
The sorrow with a stingy language.
I'll burn the letter, I'll burn the letter
To not turn this chapter into commercial
The wrong metro station
I took out the clean sheet.
Similar rhymes, so simple, for two hryvnas
In the pocket - for coffee and for the way to the work.
And my neighboors are like crazy
Going to the exit and to the entrance
And "Love Story" starts, I've missed the biginning
Something there was to little
I came up with hunting you
Because you've hunted me already.
I'm imagining, I'm imagining
Happy End to the story - yours and mine.
I'm stamping, I'm stamping
The sorrow with a stingy language.
I'll burn the letter, I'll burn the letter
To not turn this chapter into commercial
The wrong metro station
I took out the clean sheet.
The wrong train station,
I took out the clean sheet...