Текст песни ПарРусЪ - Истина

And I'm still just writing two years the snow melts
to the ideal far, I understand,
You, too, is not ideal, you must understand, my dear!
Voice was rough, but could not forget, do not let go
I remember often thinking night meshing
and what would happen then, if not wicked pride,
if the offense dismissed and further cost us paradise
on either side are not a run on continued
Errors quarrel time, but we are all the same
However ...... suit bride
I was there recently in the flowers, and you're on the verge of collapse
but a kiss, just shut up, no forces us to swear
We would like, together, we are like a long time
But patience is thin thread, if a lot of pride
If given a little spark burning fires
We must accept the result - the truth: Where there gordost- failure.