Zemfira - Why?

TEXT You knocked on the door open, I was silent, like a log. They lied on the street is the same heat. Tanned hands in the dark, Tired of sounds dumb. Proshatalis the city the night before the morning Chorus: I&choking with tenderness, From your - my freshness, I remember all your cracks Sing your - my song. Well why not? A lot of tea, the window open. And I miss, I&broken. Looked like the moon fades into the moon They knocked on the door open, I&in mourning. Yes, I&broken. Be smart, I did not declare war Chorus: I&choking with tenderness, From your - my freshness, I remember all your cracks Sing your - my song. Why? loss Why? Well why not?