Текст песни Иван Павлов - Прошу, не встречайте взглядом косым...

Please, do not meet the look of oblique
I do not get on your bread.
Honestly, I'm not quite a poet
And in terms of ambitions have long been fed.
Do not try to catch in lies,
Do not look for in the text scrupulously flawed.
When the flight of thoughts makes out of the pit,
You sincerely say: "Thank you for living."
I am far from all who is a sheet of pacale.
I have no one, and I have no goal.
Such daily murut packs,
So without writing your bestseller.
In my smile there is no drop of irony,
I am sincerely glad
After all, my true enemy - I myself -
Cruel and cold-blooded.
He was always stronger than me, besides
Holded support for laziness.
Let your arrogant insults
Deserved
No need, no one will go in a plus.
No, I'm not afraid of shame
I'm afraid more
What will come back to you all evil.

2014.