Текст песни Халдейка - Хранитель

All my weaknesses, all my sweets
All my nights and all my days,
All my tenderness, all my loyalty
Save a heap.

I will push all thoughts on the shelves,
I'll hide dry dreams in albums.
Who would ever agree to be the guard here?
Who, if not you?

All my bad things, all my joys,
All my tears and even my laughter,
All Moods, All Instructions
I harbor from everyone.

Will be covered with dust in the closet
The smell of old, read books.
I give you the key to the castle, my boy,
Carefully keep.

Let me now free falcon
And going to the horizon lightly,
Who can know what will happen dear
There, in the distance.

Maybe in a world never seen before
In the most outlandish, distant country,
Someone will offer to sell the soul profitably
And we will come together in price.

And all my pride, all my sorrows,
All my feelings went under the hammer.
Only not found, even the conscience
At the bottom of my bundle.

Everything is sealed, locked up, hidden,
To once cold in winter
I, having enjoyed wonderful countries,
Remembered the word & quot; Home & quot; ...

We print old doors,
The key will turn in the heavy lock,
And shine brilliant confidence
On your left hand ...