Текст песни Боже,какой пустяк - А.Иванов

God what a trifle (A.Ivanov)

(loss)

1. I see the sky in it silence
I rises to the sky barely breathe
Then suddenly understand this soul
Strange thing is my soul
How ridiculous to live down your head
When such a sky is needed by me
And it seems to the stars can be raised by hand
I did not know that this world is

R: God what a tricky
Do at least once something wrong
Throw off the trash from home and old call friends
But something seriously change
Not afraid of losing in trifles
Free only the sky above my head

2. I was God last night
I found the road and ran away
God to become just if the neme
And nothing about how to cry the house leaving on the night
But it turned out even then
That all roads of light lead to nowhere
And even when water glitters under legs
God just can't be a wanderer to be always

R: the same; (Loss) (MOD)