Текст песни Пряная - Рядом

And it seems to be smooth and seemingly smooth,
Without roughness and flaws,
But it’s not easy for her,
Hiding cold hands in pockets.

Hiding thoughts from outsiders
In which one eye in a circle.
Prick / cut and freeze
Words not spoken to each other ...

Feelings caught, autumn through the windows
Beats annoyingly in glass drops
No one will ask for anything
Here are just a dry soul - wet.

And there’s no strength to go forward
Bending your knees under the weight of the sky
What is hateful and dangerous
She turns events into fiction.

Trying to forget and fall asleep for a moment,
Memories are engraved in memory.
She would just have a drop of patience
To forget about the distance.

To warm your cold hands
Which in my pockets so lonely
Do not come up with a miracle of science,
She needs him next. At least a little....