Текст песни Митя Фомин - Садовник минус

I leave somewhere to get wet in the rain cars ,
And I go where you do not know the streets in a web.
And from the wind does not help warm coat,
I was so hard , I do not know what will become of you
How to be with you

CHORUS
Delicate rose in my hands ,
Perhaps not serious
At its own risk and peril .
Cut until he bloomed .
Such is the fate of the gardener

verse 2

Maybe fate has thrown the case ,
What more i can say,
I am in love with is not possible, who would have thought
It would not be correct to me to hold you
But you yourself do not want in a web of streets ,
How to be with you