Текст песни Bast1one - Не надо громких слов

Too much I suffered to his sick soul ,
Sometimes I wanted to tighten the noose around his neck ,
But you can not give me time to get up,
To then no bread left.
You have suffered a lot ? - You ask me
Yes - I will answer you , Pride without melting .
You who do this ? I -Bast1one, hear ,
What are you doing here ? I Forgot your torment .
Hayter , what do you think , I'll throw this matter ,
I'm not going , no, I have done little .
I remade to suit your style , the majority of people .
But the words do not need loud , not that I'm the villain .