voice of loneliness - твоя фиалка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The level of suicides for 2016 has catastrophically low. It scares me. I am not afraid of numbers driven into the base as a “unbalanced suicide”, but monsters with expensive prints eager for a large city behind the dose of new sadness. If in this world there are as many shades as people, find only one answer for me: why do I keep smoky gray of all? The feeling of cold fingers on the cheeks does not pass in any way - today, like yesterday, you still mean something for a person who have grown on the windowsill by a frozen violet - these indoor flowers have sincerity, buy them for their soul polluted from alcohol. And while the hands warm only gloves, remember: once I will once become your violet. I will stay in this terrible 2016, I will continue to write many non -meaningful phrases, as before, buying cheap tea.

True, I will try to become the one in whom you really need, I just ask, water me at least on holidays.