Sleeplessness, no, only not it, as though I wanted to fall asleep simply now, and to appear гденибудь far. No, only not it, your casual touches dement me, I try to behave in hands, it turns out nothing, hands reach for you. Everything in a room calms down, only a tikanye of hours and our breath, you fall asleep, slowly I too am disconnected, the main thing not to make in a dream чегонибудь. No, I do not trust, after all last night was nothing, breaks from my language. You in my embraces, I do not want you to release, I so long waited for this moment.