Текст песни Д.вуликий - Мои гвозди.

Score me a thousand nails in the heart
They stabbed me through and through!
You uslishish not my words, but cast
This is my nightmare, they torturing people

Stop, do not cut into pieces
I like suddenly, and opened his mouth,
Yes could fall, but still up
Not willing to lose it all,

Look into my eyes!
They will not see the truth.!
And all the tear glands do not yell prekroschu
Looking at the faces, the others can be seen in them is a ton of self-pity.

But decorate my mood, only snow that the window
Immersed in his thoughts, it will
Here is a little persuasion, but look at the white ceiling
And another thought in my head is eating.

I do not write the chorus
he is not here
I do not need many words
I have not many words