Текст песни Совесть.чиста - Муза

To me, straight from the ceiling, after "something"
And that "something" started to ask me
Afraid that was at hand, I grabbed the notes,
But sharply "something" to stop talking ....

She quietly moved closer
He took quiet music book
I do not remember more ....
I remember I was on the roof,
I am trying to run away from her.

"It is not so! False it is! I do not believe it!"
Scream "something" follow my steps
"You're given a gift! And you his cattle,
You use on all sorts of trifles! "

"Stop! Look! That's not nice!
And notes by. And worthless words! "
Her face in anger, as Scriven,
It seemed that she was mad.

And I ran. And I stabbed in the back,
Her cruel, truthful words.
As if I stepped on an enemy mine
As if lost somewhere in the head.

I stopped. It was the realization
Who came to see me in this dream insane.
She was gone, leaving only the understanding,
What muse hardly appear again to me.