Текст песни Анна Шульгина - а нас никто не узнает

When words are upset and praised,
Under each picture starts chat,
My life on pieces crushed they
I am not as shouted and printed.

Pull up, but only a couple with him,
Unable to explain
He is my smoke, my personal current,
My syrup is still a sip.

[Chorus X2]:
No one knows about us
And they will not write posters,
On the love of our timid
All headlines will be silent.

The need of people constantly see the show,
Seeing the truth, it comes shock, shock,
In fuss, they say a lot, they say
But they do not recognize for whom lights are burning in the eyes.

Pull up, but only a couple with him,
Unable to explain
He is my smoke, my personal current,
My syrup is still a sip.

[Chorus 3]