Михаил Песок - The Chronicles of Nadya | Текст песни

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• The Chronicles of Nadya

Her day is a conference call
With the people who want her
To sell their souls

She plays with a love at first sight
And the beauty she has
Turns your life into night.

Hey Nadya, I am back on my feet
My task is complete for you to be Layla
Hey Nadya, too hot to be cool
I follow the rules of indecent behavior

She makes my night on the phone
I’m on hold like the sunlight
And I’m staying till dawn

She makes things so hard to refuse
I’m attached to my e-mail
But more to my muse

Hey Nadya, I am back on my feet
My task is complete for you to be Layla
Hey Nadya, your mailbox is full
I follow the rules of indecent behavior

There’ll be no date to compensate
For what we feel
The time we’ve spent makes us resent
What we call “real”

Her work is the killer of time
When commitment and pleasure
Must always combine

The future I make is the past
And the short-term affair
Will always last

The songs of love are not enough
For you to hear
The loneliness that I posses
Is what you fear