Текст песни СБПЧ Оркестр - Секрет

Tell me your wackiest secret
Tell me, don't be silent.
This song is almost a hundred thousand years old.
Be patient, don't grumble.

Tell me your wackiest secret
Tell me, don't be silent.
This song is almost a hundred thousand years old.
Be patient, don't grumble.

Tell me about the porch, about the forgotten lesson
About stealthy smiles and fear
About a face in the palm of your hand, about a roll back,
Don't care what is in front of everyone's eyes
About the secret hiding place, about the last call
And about the whisper in the silence of the night,
How the collar is sewn on, how the vertebrae creaks,
As in a dream, you come to me.

Tell me about the ticket that you completely forgot
That she broke a colored nail
That I didn't know the answer, and we all have to
To write capacious inline,
About harsh days, about "let's sing!"
About "hello" for a thousand years.
We were alone there, and now we are alone
This is the stupidest secret.

Tell me your wackiest secret
Tell me, don't be silent.
This song is almost a hundred thousand years old.
Be patient, don't grumble.

Tell me your wackiest secret
Tell me, don't be silent.
This song is almost a hundred thousand years old.
Be patient, don't grumble.