Playlist Vintage

vintage - dever'ya

vintage - dever ya

Kartinki, mashinki, bumazhki
A gde nastoyascha zhizn'?
Ty utrom prosnyosh'sya odnazhd'
Skazhi mne...

Rasskazhi mne, gde ty byl?
Gde ty byl, kogda na zemle lyubov' zhila?
Gde ty byl, kogda ya odnogo tebya zhdala?
Kogda derev'ya byli bol'shimi,
Kogda vse mal'chiki stanovyatsya muzhchinami...

Bey menya, moy satir
Tol'ko ya prozhila ucht' bol'she zhizni
I derzhu etot mir,
Kak rebyonka v rukah, a ty otets lish' na slovah!

Kartinki, mashinki, bumazhki
A gde nastoyascha zhizn'?
Ty utrom prosnyosh'sya odnazhd'
Skazhi mne...

Rasskazhi mne, gde ty byl?
Gde ty byl, kogda na zemle lyubov' zhila?
Gde ty byl, kogda ya odnogo tebya zhdala?
Kogda derev'ya byli bol'shie...
Kodga vse mal'chiki stanovyatsya muzhchinami

I ne igrayut bol'she v gonki i v voynu,
Ne razbivayut na oskolki tishinu
I tseliy mir oni derzhat na ladoni?

Na ladoni...

Kogda derev'ya byli bol'shie...
Kodga vse mal'chiki stanovyatsya muzhchinami,
Muzhchinami...

vintage - roman

Stop!
Vopros. nu skol'ko nuzhno boli dlya takoy sily mysli?
Kogda chtob vse vokrug dovol'ni upiraetsya v chisla...
Ty razbudivshiy v moyem serdtse, stol'ko raznih ottenkov,
Ty tol'ko nominal'no zdes', a chuvstva spryatani gde-to.

Skazhi mne skol'ko puzir'kov v limonade,
Ladno, ne otvechay zachem tebe eto nado...
Kusayu gubi, ishu glazami,
A ty mal'chik moy, ty eshyo prosto ne znaesh', chto...

Ya sochinyayu roman, muzhchina vsey moey zhizni
Idu po vechnomu krugu
Ya tak reshila sama, perepechatayu misli
I razoshlyu vsem podrugam.

Ya sochinyayu roman, roma-roma-roman, roman
Muzhchina vsey moey zhizni
Ya sochinyayu roman, roma-roma-roman, roman
Muzhchina vsey moey zhizni.

Bit' moxhet ne vsegda vihodit uberech' ch'i-to nervi...
Moya religiya - ogon' i sernal' na pervom,
Zhivu sama po sebe ya, v moyom rodu byli koshki,
Da i tebya nikto ne derzhit, nu bit' mozhet nemnozhko.

Skazhi mne skol'ko puzir'kov v limonade,
Ladno, ne otvechay zachem tebe eto nado...
Kusayu gubi, ishu glazami,
A ty mal'chik moy, ty eshyo prosto ne znaesh', chto...

Ya sochinyayu roman, muzhchina vsey moey zhizni
Idu po vechnomu krugu
Ya tak reshila sama, perepechatayu misli
I razoshlyu vsem podrugam.

Ya sochinyayu roman, roma-roma-roman, roman
Muzhchina vsey moey zhizni
Ya sochinyayu roman, roma-roma-roman, roman
Muzhchina vsey moey zhizni.

vintage - xxl

Xxl letit no nebu raznotcvetnoy radugoy, pryamo v tsel'
Xxl mechtay, lyubi, tantsuy planeta Xxl
Ostav', ostorozhno, vse vmeste, vsyo mozhno
Vledryod po splozhnoy polose v tsel'
Po svetu, pod zvuki, lyubov' iz ruk v ruki
I vremya nevazhno sovsem

(Oo-o) Day mne ruku, bud' so mnoy
(Oo-o) Ona vezde pover'
Odna ogromnaya lyubov' razmera Xxl
Parizh, Barcelona, Chikago, Verona
Ona na million, ona v svete neona
N'yu-york, Baradera, Milan i Marsel'
Xxl

Berlin, San-Frantsisko, Los-Andzheles, Nitstsa
Ogromnaya odna lyubov' nad kazhdoy stolitsey
Stokgol'm, Lissabon, Amsterdam i Bryussel'
Xxl

vintage - 9 1/2 nedel ii

A ty lyubish? tol?ko frantsuzkiye fil?my
A ya ne mogu pakhnut? tol?ko shanel?
Mne mozhno byt? slaboy, no nuzhno byt? sil?noy
Chtob devyat? prozhit? s polovinoy nedel?

Ya na tebya smotryu, operezhayu mysli
Strannoye dezha-vyu, kadry moyey proshloy zhizni
Snova kholodnyy dozhd?, plat?ye ne po pogode
Skoro i ty uydyosh?, ved? kto-to obychno ukhodit

A ty lyubish? tol?ko frantsuzkiye fil?my
A ya ne mogu pakhnut? tol?ko shanel?
Mne mozhno byt? slaboy, no nuzhno byt? sil?noy
Chtob devyat? prozhit? s polovinoy nedel?
Devyat? s polovinoy nedel?

vintage - mama mia

Mne vezlo do sikh por
Dushi yarkiy kolor
Vykhodit vsya tvoya lyubov'
Lish' pustoy razgovor

Fonari
V luzhakh so zvezdami igrayut
Se lya vi
S kem ne byvayet

O mama miya
Moya lyubov' proshla krasivo
Pochti bez boya
Svernula lagerya svoi
O mama miya
Kazalos', ya ne pobedima
Pochti boginya
No tol'ko ne

Takoy attraktsion
Yeshche odin patron
Ya kruchu baraban
serdtse noyet ot ran
Mne uzhe vse ravno
Kak v duratskom kino
Pararam, parapam
Lish' ne povezlo

Fonari
V luzhakh so zvezdami igrayut
Se lya vi
S kem ne byvayet

O mama miya
Moya lyubov' proshla krasivo
Pochti bez boya
Svernula lagerya svoi
O mama miya
Kazalos', ya ne pobedima
Pochti boginya
No tol'ko ne svoyey lyubvi
(No tol'ko, tol'ko, tol'ko ne svoyey lyubvi)

O mama miya
Pochti boginya