Текст песни Каперусита роха - К тебе

To you

To you.
I will spread the city
Links from horror hands.
I hurry - I'm afraid of late.
I have a hurry in a hurry,
Slip between the squares and bridges,
I struggle with multilingual words.
I will not have time - what's wrong with me ...?

To you.
Without explanatory Tirad
Without even fleeting doubt
Almost no anticipation of awards
Without light injection
I accelerate the rate of approach.
I change the appearance - only the direction
No change - right, up, back -

To you.
You will call - and I am ready
To respond, herself alarming.
To hear - neither ears, no lips, nor words
Not necessary. I just have skin enough
In which the story is imprinted.
I will call - and get the opportunity
Feel into yourself who again ...
to you.