Текст песни Гром-Че - Прятки

Salt water without feelings does not pour
It is again not beaten
You are already a few years old
And what?
Dumb portrait on your so unlike

etc. Turn away, will not let change
My little cries,
But inside, not outside
Accumulated puddles
Either blind man's buff, or hide and seek
Sweeter life without a chocolate bar
Without bait, without a thought,
Without ambush, and without a glass

Two hearts fought in tact
With happiness we walked in the leg,
But sometimes branched
I will not yell, you are also soul
So what's the pain of yours?
What is more expensive?

Sergeev Nikolay