Текст песни МАКСОК - Красивые Слова

We speak beautiful words
we say colorful phrases
and this is all love and beauty
and this is all insidiousness and infection.

Gas wick burns in the burner
and everything is naive and trite simple
and only feelings will not be scrapped
and only the heart grows.

Tired of hearing lies
in the design of colorful phrases
don't touch me with words
Enough words, let's do it ...

I can't measure your sincerity with words
but he's in my chest, he can check everything
he is God and I have enough of him
but everyone knows his God.

Tired of hearing lies
in the design of colorful phrases
don't touch me with words
words are enough, words are enough ...
let's do this ...