Текст песни Петя OST, Мокко fm - Говори

Mocha fm:

I remember a time when the soul - prunes.
Ran out of the room, tearing his shirt.
The man - a speck of dust. The man - a tripod.
His eyes were stone. Emotions - fear.

Damn love bites a fall.
Thought that the fortress, and in fact - a barn.
Not only hay, mow more and destiny,
Man - the sky. Above only paradise.

My memory - thousands of kilometers of roads.
Leave all to remember, as was.
Then I will show pictures god
As gained a sense of having been deprived.

How to realize that people - magnet
That no other person, all - zero!
If you are broken, if the chest pain,
Know that I also sprinkled handfuls of salt.

Educate themselves to be prepared.
You have as much as you can take.
Hunter is not, if there is no catch.
The water is cold, but you are obliged to dive.

Soles remember your every move.
And they will lead you to the end of the path.
Here are just for you to decide,
Where to lose, and where to find himself.