Текст песни Пикник - Твоё сердце должно быть моим, 1994

C
I'll follow you
Em
You cannot be distinguished from the shadow.
Am
And hide in the grass
F em
I pretend to be a plant.
This I imperceptibly sneak In the hour when you go to bed.
Your heart must be mine, Your heart will return spring to me.
F Dm Am Em F
Yes, you can give your soul to the orange demons of passion, Dm G
And watch, freezing, as it turns into smoke.
F dm am em
 What is your soul to me? This light lost wind.
           F dm g
No, your heart should be mine, your heart should be mine.
Yes, you can give your body to eight rhinos,
And dressing himself in foam and trembling, in a red-hot wave to fall.
 What up to me? And what matters to me. No, your heart must be mine, your heart will return spring to me.
 Yes, you can let a motley bird of doubt enter your room, And watch how it hits its face with hot wings, preventing it from falling asleep.
What do you think me? This miserable thread that bound both soul and body.
No, your heart must be mine, your heart will return spring to me.
I’ll follow you, I can’t be distinguished from the shade. And you hide in the grass, I will pretend to be a plant. I sneak imperceptibly The hour you go to sleep. Your heart should be mine, Your heart will return spring to me.