Текст песни Саша Даль - Ступлю туда, куда ступлю

Freight there, where much
In sin turning the limit,
Not asking permit
What I want to love.

I love someone I love,
and strange, affectionate humility
And this is a poem
His uncomfortable dust ...

I will come, I will leave
for everything, about everything I will answer,
for the beauty of stupidity huma
For apples in someone else's garden.

Let my doubt hurt,
It is only more from pain.
But it was so that - God! -
Let my apple sour.

I love someone I love,
And there is neither fear or ban.
and what is prophetered - it is prophetered,
Heart, though not on the shoulder.

I will come, I will leave
for everything, about everything I will answer,
for the beauty of stupidity huma
For apples in someone else's garden.