Текст песни Бумбокс - Сталеві квіти

You say - you know everything about me
Even the walls have eyes here
Well, somebody learned,
You give him my shirt - white that one
You are like me, undisturbed
Troubles said & quot; hello & quot ;, joy said & quot; peace and love & quot;
But there, where I put myself
Neither a psychologist nor a shaman
After that, because of that passed
Start again from scratch
Sky-sky, you hear, sky, I'm the earth
For that day, when

We are screaming
And I do not know, now I'm used to
And if you can go further without me
Tell me when you let go

In your hands, waiting, through the boulder, I will take control of the boat
From the skin, you jerk off the spear, arrows forward
Along with your last cry I set myself
To get started again, play our common set

In the middle of a rugged night, we broadcast sweet dreams
And we did not see how the steel flowers grow from clay
We hoped to wash the dirt, hold hands and go out
You're sorry, I will no longer grow steel flowers with dirt

So everything was arranged: sewed here - there it flows
If you fall - get up again, put it on another shoulder - left
Lack of people, twilight of thoughts, put them in an end
When everything does not, turn around, change, turn around
Bought-sold, forgotten-mentioned,
But no stolen sunshine our days - no
We are different when dirty when fragile - no
You want to forgive me, you want it - but
Who were you, who did you know, who was me?
We agreed on everything, I ask
Not today, you hear, but not today
Because I tried even on the mountain to be who I am
Only me, just mine
Because soon the waves are washed away
Where you searched for a common language with you

In the sky in the night of August our dowry
Why so long went, who hid, where the corners hid
I'll drink you in a drop and learn everything
How many two tokens in this box are issued

In the middle of a rugged night, we broadcast sweet dreams
And we did not see how the steel flowers grow from clay
We hoped to wash the dirt, hold hands and go out
You're sorry, I will no longer grow steel flowers with dirt

But here, right here
An empty corner appeared between the edges
I asked, cried, begged: believe me
For you are for me both hell and a new paradise
We have smashed once - and everything is nullifying
So my notebook broke her pencil
Yes, I'm strong, I'm free but empty
Tell me when to let go?