Текст песни На рэпе ееееее, салам пацанам эщкере - Мои пальцы сквозь твои

My fingers through yours, my love is enough
There is no price for this embrace
I ask you to be mine, at this party
Called life .....
You lower your eyes, and only worthy,
Can look at them to tell how much you are worth.
The words of others are salt at the bottom, and this salt of the wave,
They will scatter along the banks and you will not remember.
You love?
Say
Not exactly?
Think
Will blur the tracks
Water this morning
For everyone, alas, I'm bad, why do I need one,
They tell you and whisper in your ear
Trying to catch your eye, the fuck will be worse for you
Where are you going? Back, from the lava there are puddles.

I need her, I only understand her,
To be able to pick up words so that it doesn't hurt
And again the turned away look, why are you people
Loving her is hell, don't make it worse.