Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек и Виктория Регия. - Спрячь.

Quick, hide your heart,
What would not find one,
Hiding rather
-You Need to warm up?
-First Hide, and then look for warmth.

One two three four,
Hiding rather his soul,
What would she not shoot as in the dash?
-Right, Hiding more and do not listen to anyone.

Close your eyes, count to five,
Hide your heart as much as possible,
Hide that no one could be found,
-And Why should I listen to you?

After all, this is the heart of what's inside,
Such is the soul,
I'm not hiding, I have broken ribs and got a look.
Yes, empty except for the lungs breathe.

He hid,
It was stolen from me,
And certainly it somewhere lies crumpled,
You want, I'll try to find it for you?

It makes no sense at all,
After all, it is not in this,
For the soul is worth much more,
And I hid it in the same summer.