Текст песни Катя Олива - Не больно

in these twenty, probably not yet believe
and it seems that the light cuts her eyes, but hands
Waking up in the morning, do not understand the dream
and it turns out this is not a dream - it is truly
and you inside the whole compresses, you press myself
to pillows and blanket, and still do not know why you need two
Putted pillowcases. I put a tick
opposite those points that we have managed
We so wanted kids to make old age on a bench
Near the parade, remember? But we did not have time
Ahead of all day and many people on arrogant. Cross
In parallel, in sense, they say when it's anyway
You go on the smell just stolen
and you covers the wave of memories
squealing brakes, the screech of the one that was frightened
Screeching our pain. Only I will not hurt ...