You went away early in the morning, few minutes past six
You went away early in the morning, approximatly, few minutes past six...
You got dressed so quiet, looking at clocks,
and wrote "sorry" on the pack of LM.*
There is a piece of your hair on my pillow
There is a piece of your blond long hair on my pillow...
And automatically, I reeled it up on my finger (what do you think about it?)
I reeled it up on my finger, I tryed to guess your name,* but I Got "X"...
Someone lives, like dances boogie-woogie, and someone thinks it is weird
Someone lives, like dances boogie-woogie, but for me it is weird...
There is an unfinished can of beer, there is a mosquito, half dead
There is a dream, which was interrupted. I didn't notice, how It was broken.
I was looking for you everywhere - and started to think, I was going mad
I haven't found you anywhere - and know for sure, I'm mad.
Oh, my dear guitar, my dear strings - the best combination.
When the love is dead, I start to play the blues.
You went away early in the morning, when I was sleeping
You went away early in the morning, when I was sleeping
I am always on the crossroad - and I don't know, where is right and where is wrong way.
When the love is gone - only the blues is left.
When the love is gone - only the blues is left.