DeN-c - Чистый лист - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

A clean sheet, he always saved me when I took it and wrote left the inner crisis and inspired people with tracks for further life

I took the pen in my hand remembered what was happening to me over the past week and my thoughts did not work out to the notebook, I wiped the sheets the last one remained the muse, it came, it was happiness at the end