Текст песни Marty - Тайна среднего полёта

Forget about the rules, right or not,
Cutely with a little bigger than how they told me. Gave snow
And then there was heat, even glad that you went through the edge.
Let's play again in strands all right
I go to seek, but it is hardly lucky.
With you flew really then more than once
You broke my aircraft.
And they fly, do not fly but, not mystery,
In principle, I used to asphalt.
Stop pulling me Vira Main. Already tired and please
stop you, as it is that the sky is Mustit,
a thousand times already regretted, I would have let go of you for a long time,
But you are my most desirable captivity.