Текст песни Кузьма Скрябін - Тримай її за руку

The car goes soon, the road is torn,
Vibration in the cab from the engine.
The strap to the chair pressed you,
The situation is the same.

You can press the brake, you can on the gas.
You can turn to the field, you can to the forest.
And your identification does not work.
You are already in the scheme, you got there.

Chorus:
Holding your hand is love.
Holding your hand is love.
Holding your hand is love.
Holding your hand is love.

Enough gasoline, a full tank bay.
There is more waiting for you than you gave.
She doesn't know where it will start,
The eyes look for a signal in the dark.

Something old is playing in the tape recorder,
The hall is almost full of people.
The green light means the same thing
The little angel told you too.

Chorus:
Holding your hand is love.
Holding your hand is love.
Holding your hand is love.
Holding your hand is love.