More songs by MAX BARSKIH
Description
Composer: Max Barskih
Lyricist: Max Barskih
Lyrics and translation
Original
We have no common themes, different pace, different view.
You plan everything in advance, and I do it day by day, gradually.
A hundred times we separated, a hundred times we returned.
Something between us does not agree, does not add up.
But somehow I'm here again, in your bedroom in the middle of the night.
I'm changing my route again, even though I planned to stay at home.
I can feel it, and it has been going on for a season.
You don't suit me, but I came again.
I tried to forget and burn to death.
I can't get drunk, because there is no control.
I throw everything, I hope, the wall will break, but that's all the words.
We are so different, it's obvious, and there's nothing we can do about it.
"Maybe we should stop?", I say to myself every day.
But somehow I'm here again, in your bedroom in the middle of the night.
I'm changing my route again, even though I planned to stay at home.
I can feel it, and it has been going on for a season.
You don't suit me, but I came again.
A hundred times we separated, a hundred times we returned.
Something between us does not agree, does not add up.
But somehow I'm here again, in your bedroom in the middle of the night.
I'm changing my route again, even though I planned to stay at home.
I can feel it, and it has been going on for a season.
You don't suit me, but I came again.