Текст песни Приморский - С малого

Let's start here with a small, start not about love
Well, how is there love when all the words in arms
you take me a vosplomenyaesh
All prekrastno know, sometimes by words, just zhalish

You have it - the muse, and without you all this junk here
Minus the cut in the morning finding it pros
I am writing a new tekstok I uchischennym pulse
You are the essence of Home Foreclosures and the rest dick Sneem

I remember the Tuesday dvatsat third number
I tore to you unsigned stop quietly Maraya sheet
What would be at your feet the most honest, the most pure
It was not easy, but would not call this thorny path

I want you to keep a hold in smoke
What would I want to understand my life with you Easy
With you my soul will live for billions of years