Текст песни Appostl - Прощение

Crashing his hands on the wall
Nothing in my life
What will save me from the bustle
And the crowd of immoral

I would like to leave and find someone
This is nonsense my stupid thoughts
All my people are very close
And in my world they must enter

I do not climb in soul more than
And it is better to open its doors
I will come to you and drop to their knees
And rasskozhu I played you

Yes, I ask for your forgiveness
And then you have your business
Forgive or leave forever
But know I'm already in your veins

Neto on you the evil in me
I ask to forgive me
After all, I love each one of us
And climb that would help you