Текст песни Проверочная Линейка - Простые Слова

The heart cries out - no one can hear,
The throat dig fragments of phrases,
Language in the fire, fire breathing,
Proclaiming the lost paradise.
But you have to answer a misunderstanding,
Matt gloss extinct eye sockets,
Your chatter and your dreams
They do not apply to them.

It's time to ask,
I must earn your head,
To just continue to fight tomorrow,
You have to find simple words!

Something happened, and the world has changed,
Become empty old speech,
Steel ideas in place to spin,
And replace them with virtually nothing.
Tearing his mind screaming,
Fill your voice noise of truth,
Share Your Heart to Children,
It is a precious gift!