Текст песни PLaY - 1.Души.

There are souls like puddles and like oceans
Walked through the puddles - only splattered.
There are mystery souls and fog souls
What are hidden under the flocks of solar roofs.
There are souls like different warm countries
You visited them and fell in love at a time.
There are souls like ripped jackets pockets
Everything falls from them, no matter how they are sewn up.
There are souls like wild evil beasts
They only need to be tamed to themselves.
And they are evil only because they did not eat
And there was no one to even love them.
There are souls like a public garden, you will come into it at night,
And it suddenly becomes so good, good.
And you understand that you are already sure
You will never find such anywhere.
There are souls like a garden: both simple and beautiful.
The flowers in them burn endlessly,
But living in such souls can be dangerous
Flowers will wither and then what?
There are souls like evergreen autumn
Sad day and night, everywhere and always.