Текст песни поэт без усов - Прячься

Hide , hide in the depths of his soul,
Hide - it's easier, it's easier .
Facing problems in awe ,
The door on the latch , but stronger.
Windows board up , do not forget ,
Recheck all outputs , inputs ,
So as not to deprive someone accidentally
So valuable imaginary freedom.
Spit , throw me out , let go ,
Do not open me more
Enough to give me his & quot; forgive & quot ;.
Already weakened my heart piston ...
I can not ... And no kidding ,
This is our last meeting ,
You know, yes, even if you suddenly want to,
Anyway, you will not even notice
Hide away , as you love ,
That did not find anybody,
I will not die without your beauty ,
But when you and I were warmly ...