Текст песни Булбул Картанбаева - я снова там, куда не приходишь ты

everyone has their own sin,
their habits, their own sadness.

I'm always looking for those
whose nerves are stronger than steel
who can tolerate me
listen to boring phrases
and grow up with me,
and see me unadorned.
who will call on Thursday
and on Friday - by the hour,
who will pull up
closer there - to heaven.
and hide doubts, anger,
who will drown in me.
and no matter what happens to me,
suggest the right path.

everyone has their own temple,
your victories, your dreams.
I again ...
I'm there again
where you don't come.

warmth from the heart - in half
and a kind conversation.
everything on the shelves, in places -
I'm looking for ...
still.