Налей мне (Uma2rman Звёзды считают нас)

It's like a party where everyone is having fun except the guest of honor. The crowd is noisy, glasses are clinking, but inside, you feel like a wax figure posed for a photo. The slides of life flash by too quickly: train stations, traffic jams, champagne, strangers' embraces. It seems like the real show is about to begin, but the stage is blocked by backs. And there is only one simple thing left to do - ask for a refill to prolong the moment and quell the anxiety while spring scatters sparks into the sky again.