I look at my watch,
Time runs because he is a coward.
Calling the woman action.
If you do not have a dog to bark at you either,
I sing you a song.
We are more than two and we are together,
So what, we'll see you at nine o'clock sharp.
You look at the clock, there are ten left and you think, it gives me time.
Shower and hairdryer, makeup, clothes and thoughts.
And you answer the emails.
Clock, is the third time that I consult you.
I do not want to delay in the tumult.
The nine on the clock
and I leave without tying my shoelaces.
To leave is not that it matters,
Now where do I find you?
The afternoon passed, late afternoon of January.
With you in mind,
the streets coming.
Get away, late ...
removing people from the middle.
It was nine o'clock, ten o'clock went away,
eleven o'clock is so late,
they will try under the ice.
I hope that the rain of the irrigation diminishes.
I hope although it's late and I think ...
that a flood comes.
I know that for women
the concept of time is different,
I will not ... extend.
It started to fall,
that winter is what it has,
and that is clear too.
Not to drown in the syrup,
I got into a bar man with shoulder
and you were not there and I saw rain with the bar ...
I look for you in winter,
they make me happy
with you the afternoons of January.
I like grays,
the ice fish.
I wait for you at the bar,
Bring money.
And so the waters go,
the times...
Tomorrow we are at the subway gate,
better in your house, better not stay
and so the afternoon passed ... and it's February.
Look how he runs, what a coward is time.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)