Mikki Maus - Прости что мало позитива - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Believe or not, decide to you!

Cool or accept, give someone to another heart hand!

Dreams on in half, I'm sorry that there is no positive, my soul won me, glowing a throat, yells to prove something, smoke this smoke, I want to be warm from you!

And here I know for you try, among people you do not notice me!

Middle, darkness, voice, and as spaca forgot that there is a head.

And let the needle stroke the heart of the heart, we do not erase what it will be warmed.

I believe in you, you know it, do not care about politics and prison, there is no world, if there is no faith, and you know I believe in you!

Previously, I did not consider the clock, let them fly.

Giving life, day every day, and so flew a month in a row, only you hold on, and what has changed?

I started living with you!

And I follow the minutes pulling as a year, when there is no you near, here on my palms, at the pickle, I give you the soul, this is a cry of the soul.

You can not believe me, scary? Yes, I have been so scary for the first time, I need you, I have everything burns out of the insanity!

Thirst.

I burn, though, let's love, just not in bed, build your temple for two, that will be life for me!

I have enough!

The question will wakes me at night, as if I am convicted, and he is a executioner, because your eyes can not fuck! Can not have a za!

I just started flying, I wanted to fall.

Once no time you have to crash.

The heart has no strength to be treated, there was one chance to fall in love, and here he is yelling, opening the soul into the microphone, on repeat, what is given to us, life as a domino, we will break down as it should, I need you to be glad!

Persons are not degraded, like after the masquerade!

And all that is.

This is not postal.

The first time I open the soul.

Truth.

I want to see you today and tomorrow.

I saw a lot, the brother chose not the road, the tears of the mother, when not to anyone, and behind the window minus forty, then I was still a child, such pictures. Scars on the heart of the cattle left and did not get warmed, black and white childhood, and where is fate?

You! You gave me hope, I waited, this since childhood!

Fallen, screamed, no one noticed, even his dagger stuck himself!

Maybe I'm guilty? Maybe I fell so?

One thousand times the question was remembered, but did not give the answer. I do not complain about life, yes I am linked!

But no one betrayed, stolen, but not to weld!

Grandma spoke to hold on, and he himself understood this life, and where are these paints?

And where is it happiness?

I understood it Tuo, on one road, I want to go only with you!

I will forget, what was before, start building with you further!

You have already entered the threshold, I have laid you and now not alone.

Tell me, is it bad when you give the soul? Bad when they see?

And what are you doing this, and you Tony in me, like me tone in you!

Believe it or not, decide for you, crucify or accept, give to someone else, this is the heart of the hands, dreams to in half, sorry that there is no positive, my soul won me, daring a throat, yells to prove something, smoke this smoke, I want To be warm!

So that in the chest beating, to be alive, and you really revived me, I know you're happy, and you do not fuck like there.

He began inside me to wrestle the hole, waiting for the beep, and you bring.

I'm waiting for when you take, you are a phone, because your voice is like a drug, and I add to the trip, so let's hang with you, where we are good to us, where there are love plans, leave your hand track, because now I have dreams.

We will live and do not need titers.

Believe it or not, decide for you, crucify or accept, give to someone else, this is the heart of the hands, dreams to in half, sorry that there is no positive, my soul won me, daring a throat, yells to prove something, smoke this smoke, I want To be warm!