Текст песни Асель Ергарина - музыкант

I hear the guitar cry, why suffer when the crowd looks back with a merciless grin.
when you do not reach the empty souls of those whose thoughts sleep about feelings only want fun, but having dropped fear, the soul lives in dreams
play, play musician, path your arts, hopes and talent.
chase the delirium of crazy ideas, heal souls with your string
how the wind howls in the field singing for no reason in the power of this artist is always alone