Артем Татищевский, SKANOVA - Радоваться мелочам
текст песни

The offensive of spring
He hits the windowsill
tears of the sky
People hesitate
The image gleals
After fading
Everyone forgot that she lived you
For her you are just ashes
Meters disappeared
It was warm
I ran away from poverty
Honest ways
But she got closer to her
Spent to fly
Hang so as not to drive
To stick so as not to get a fuck
In the news that they make you keep silent
New buildings are empty
Everyone floats up for light mani
And clog in a corner on a removable hut
After a hard day
Reporting for rent
Leaving and frightened himself
And is it life
Experiencing, reading with coffee in the hands of Safarli
Figs of clinics were replaced
And sometimes you miss the fact that it is already wedding

So scary
That the heart is in shreds
Who would help us
After all, we are all so helpless
Forgive us all sins
Otherwise, we are not
In space we crumble as ash we



And here we are
We try to be something big
than ever we can
I want pure intentions of passers -by
I want more heat from those whose palms are more expensive
Thirst for peace around the world
Let it be trite
This is the whole difficulty
I don't want what they offer
I want to create my own
And the summarize on this
The sidewalks are composed of tired burdens
noise of cars, rush, city of possibilities
Sale in offshores, selling yourself through the show
And here we feel on the outskirts
Laksheri Chopov
But we can rejoice in the little things
Falling asleep to look at night landscapes
It is supposed to be produced in life
We have the opportunity
Do not be known as hopeless
More caffeine
Deeper music in the ears,
We need it
We need it

So scary
That the heart is in shreds
Who would help us
After all, we are all so helpless
Forgive us all sins
Otherwise, we are not
In space we crumble as ash we