Текст песни Onlife ft - И так больно в душе, меня ни кто не поймёт..

And this house is already specifically empty,
All the same chandelier of the nineties and the same walls.
Wallpaper new long ago were baptized,
All the same, just we grow up.

And I used to see, of course, everything is different,
Toys on the floor in this two-room.
In the kitchen mom in the evenings with a kettle gas,
Then the football box for dinner was late.

Instead of a wide bed stood lullaby,
And life has not yet been beyond the way she was on kinder.
Putua Zhwumch then took on the last trifle,
It was still without losing these sales girls.

That was not in this small apartment,
Childhood gone and began to live as netter.
Night conversations accompany smoke,
All that remains from me .... it's you mom ..