Evenings

Evenings

I remember those evenings
We lived in the Khrushchev together
You’re tired of my words,
My life now I care nothing.
The electricity is all disabled,
I’ve forgotten all about you,
I lit all the last candles…
So all our love has faded away.
In Khrushchev we are together
And cramped, the coffee is drunk,
And all I can see
Moth and smoke from cigarettes,
Faded Flowers,
Where your scent is,
You left them to me,
You left them to me.

In Khrushchev we are together
And cramped, the coffee is drunk,And all I can see
Moth and smoke from cigarettes,
Faded Flowers,
Where your scent is,
You left them to me.

I remember those evenings
We lived in the Khrushchev together
You’re tired of my words,
My life is no longer mine,
The electricity is all disabled,
I’ve forgotten all about you,
I lit all the last candles…
So all our love has faded away.

I remember those evenings
We lived in the Khrushchev together
You’re tired of my words,
My life is no longer mine,
The electricity is all disabled,
I’ve forgotten all about you,
I lit all the last candles…
So all our love has faded away.

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