Текст песни Общее дело - Просто будь

Somewhere under the feet of the black sorrow
There is nothing to fear , not deceive the distance
And do not drown , what would have to go further
It is better not to appear , but in fact be

White, white snow happy winter
Between the earth and the sky is torn soul
And in the middle between the good and evil
A narrow path , the road to the house

From myself I can not hide , do not walk to her
Conducted in one place different paths
Do you want to quickly and stuck forever
Futile attempts and running in circles

Many states have a soul
How would I get off at the correct station
Bute hoof horses , releasing steam
Burns from the outside cold, but inside the fire .