Текст песни Диана Арбенина - Шагая по тротуарам

Walking on sidewalks, seasons, hours,
Going just like that, for nothing, for heaven
Breaking into the blood legs, arms, ideas are,
Always about the same - forget it.

And then I break your fingers, you're praying,
We apologize life, anguish choking.
I ask that stumbled into the bottom of the net,
Do not fall into the dirt of the body to me.

What am I, it does not matter, not the essence, not salt,
What will be on the same white skin, my pain.
Walking by day, minute by cities,
I look forward to when you want, and I will give.

We shall cut a little more spark of thin strings,
Just do not let the sun gushing by moonlight.
Will close the eye on a dark night,
Sighing helplessly word "forget."