Текст песни T1One - Кресты и звёзды

And I will give you a red rose for every slap in the face
And I will give the crown and crosses and stars for my son or daughter
And I will give you a red rose for every slap in the face
And I will give the crown and crosses and stars for my son or daughter

Yes, what are you, don't call yourself a fool anymore
Whether we like it or not, everything accumulates in us
Then it overflows and we scream
And to outsiders it seems that there is no reason for a scandal
We know all these tips from psychologists - yeah
What's easier to beat is what was once split
There is no glue for souls, nor for hearts
And the stitches and patches of words are just a list of temporary means
We remove symptoms in general, but we do not cure
One goes to the gym, the other embroider with a cross
I don't want to spoil you, but you improve me
Only two hours have passed since departure, I have already missed
You throw an SMS, and I'm out of the zone - yes
At times like these, I regret that the net does not catch on planes
But it's all for us and for the sake of dreams
The fact that someday a son will swing in my arms

And I will give you a red rose for every slap in the face
And I will give the crown and crosses and stars for my son or daughter
And I will give you a red rose for every slap in the face


And I will give the crown and crosses and stars for my son or daughter

Aha! Change apartments again and move again
And again I ask you to be patient a little longer - well
You nod, but in your eyes I see sadness
Which I won't be able to console with a bouquet - yeah
In my soul, your place is not at the stove
And obviously not in the clothes that I had to wear
And we would fly south like cranes for six months
But they don't need to give a loan for the car
We live at speeds, but we drive with a gun - yes
And a bunch of daisies in your hands are more expensive than diamonds
You are incomprehensible to the world, but like my own
You can't dissolve coffee more than half a cup with water
And I pamper, pamper you, but often I'm not around
And even there is no time to pick up the phone - it's a pity
But it's all for us and it's solid
The fact that someday my daughter will swing in my arms

And I will give you a red rose for every slap in the face
And I will give the crown and crosses and stars for my son or daughter
And I will give you a red rose for every slap in the face
And I will give the crown and crosses and stars for my son or daughter