Lyrics Геннадий Трофимов - Песня моя

How in the song about yourself tell?
What are you uncomfortable to show,
That you can not prove a good song,
But this can be proved by life.
I so would like to turn the whole conscience,
On the strings and ringing, and rokocha,
As the train tells about itself,
On the rails rattled rattling.

Tell me everything I do not know how
My song,
Tell me everything that I do not dare
My song,
To you through the words I approach to the touch
My song,
You will be mine, if you become a total
My song, my song, my song, my song,
My song.

Sometimes I see the songs crushed
And they are glued together barely,
Senseless songs, like silence
Pretendiously dressed in words.
I'm afraid that the strings sank and sagged,
I want to sing and I can not stand,
But if in our song there is no thought,
Why then, tell her, to sing?

Tell me everything I do not know how
My song,
Tell me everything that I do not dare
My song,
To you through the words I approach to the touch
My song,
You will be mine, if you become a total
My song, my song, my song, my song,
My song.

We get tired of working or arguing,
But still in our hard time,
There are forces in a person about which
And the man does not suspect.
And if it's hard - clench your teeth harder,
Do not just lay down the main song,
But if there is no life in a person,
Why should he live then?

Tell me everything I do not know how
My song,
Tell me everything that I do not dare
My song,
To you through the words I approach to the touch
My song,
You will be mine, if you become a total
My song, my song, my song, my song,
My song.