Текст песни Clutchy Hopkins - Не надо mute

Don't mute, don't pause, baby
There are enough spaces in my words
I am the knock between letters when the carriage runs
And you are like a leaf that knows no limits

Your white underneath black words
Left by me on a tender, tender body ...
We are a hundred pages familiar, between us,
But they did not manage to red lines

Leave the calls filled with anger
Leave for those who want to call
Not to you and me, but to your own, special,
Which in the novel is in the main persons

We print a line ... no, the title
The last one to reveal secrets
All of that, but only non-stop
Where did we start, how we lived and what we have become