Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Не Вздумай Сломаться.

Do not think about what's next,
Do not think about it at all,
In this life, too much hypocrisy,
As I have this summer.

My words now
This is at least something to you,
Yes, there is a long time these & quot; we & quot ;,
Yet the very lives in me.

May no longer so bright,
May no longer so loud
And it is not so hot
Everything was too brittle.

Wait until the end and do not try to give up,
This is my voice among your hands,
I could always stay close,
And always listen to the sound of your chest.

For the rest, it is not eternal,
And for me it is always alive,
Do not try to break so carelessly,
Maybe it does not matter, but I'm with you.