Текст песни socialriba - ХИТ

I was told that my songs
It is unlikely to get a mark "Hit"
It is unlikely that they will be twisted on the radio,
Where from the repeat of these "hits" is nauseous

You see if you need to think about the sense
After all, I sing not a simple set of words
See a party usual
Not ready to

But I probably believe in the best
That someday will come day,
And you can sing not about duty,
And give the word image form

That you can give a voice to the heart,
That the sounds of the strings will be able to kill someone
That the word "hit" will not mean
What you need to sing about how hurt someone to love

Hit hit on hit parades
Twist people in the afternoon and at home in their heads.
And I ask one question:
Do I need such happiness to me?