Текст песни Ринат Каримов - Черным по белому

Holy simplicity , taught me to fly ,
Yes, something we were lucky with her .
Whether all the hype and does not remember the heart with very healing,
But I 'm afraid your height .

Prospect in :
In black and white soul has touched me ,
Wounded does not mean killed .
In black and white , what I'm doing ,
I'm getting used to love.

And it was no again , and then seek to lose,
Only at night praying soul .
And even though weeping sing , but her love of the blind ,
So I want you to breathe again .

Prospect in :
In black and white soul has touched me ,
Wounded does not mean killed .
In black and white , what I'm doing ,
I'm getting used to love.