Текст песни ST'E a.k.a Mc Den - Прости родная

Do not soul me, wait, please do not go
And if you can sorry, I behaved like a creant
Stop, I can not here alone
Not destroying the dam give me to find
Loose from light bitter smoke
Write down the next picture of love
And releasing the disk to devote you these poems
Enable the lantern trying to find a compromise
My whim you are close to me
Do not close your eyes see here my thoughts
And not insessing all sincere
But their truth is frivolous
I tried to escape like rat from the ship
Tried to become necessary and became useless
Now it remains only to wear lenses.
And new essence to look in the hope of proximity

Chorus
Sorry native
Just understand the relatives
I really thought I'm doing right
And let my love now burns the flame
I do not try to find an excuse
Sorry native
Just understand the relatives
I stood stood at the very edge
I never imagined that you lose you
And lost happily and started again

Half a year has passed since parting
And the distance of the tel became constant
And the heart is no longer burning with flame
And a lot of those in my head, but all the wrong
I have long stopped living in despair
But still became an orderly sadder
And how the seal in the soul then we shouted
As an excuse for recognition i miss
My breakfast with tea cigarettes in the kitchen
Yours as usual
I think hard at night
You again after overtime home on the fellow
Half a year old have passed your lips
But I remember exactly what I was stupid
And remember how love you endured me
Sorry for the fact that you did not have time to do you

And I caught my travelers sometimes flying off the route
I was terribly trying to throw the old skin
And I did not think that I would smile again from a joke
Freezed the nose and screwed into the vein screws
Tried to open up, tried to shout the gateways
Measured with the thought of the girl just whores
I'm storming, I thought that life garbage
But someone clicked, began to reboot
And it became bright that it used to dull
Frosty wind blew in the face with a warm breeze
Sat on the shoulder beautiful angel muse
And in the new text everything was missing.
Somewhere inside sat, tried to get out
I gave the way a new one, all the old expressed
And smiling the sun, throwing a hood on the head
With micro in hand again went to the hall