Текст песни За живое - давай уходи,прошу уходи,ведь всё ещё болит внутри...

Even the mood rises when you write
It happens that in certain days there is none at all.
I'm seriously important where you are and what you breathe there
Only an infinite eight we change by seven.
On absolutely you understand, we will leave
We must immediately burn everything to the ground.
We will not return to each other again
And that's why you are a little bit angry with me.
It's a cry of the soul, probably
It's easier for me to experience when I'm writing everything.
And this mood is bad
When again the past is a heap.
I will not ask, because there is no meaning
Have you ever been bored once?
Do not answer, I do not need your answer.
I remember holding tightly by the hand.

Let's go
I beg you to leave
It still hurts
Inside inside

Let's go
I beg you to leave
It still hurts
Inside inside

Let's go
I beg you to leave
It still hurts
Inside inside

Let's go ... Go away

Do not be silent, I'm just letting go.
Speeches can not be about any friends.
I will not see you again, I promise
Only I can not vouch what will be in dreams.
Now there is no pain
It's all you can survive.
I have never eaten so much salt
So always we have to pay.
Save, do not give time to the past
To feel the good of other people.
Do not be sad, giving only good
Do not count more of those same days.
There are no things that are not forgotten
Just need a number of such a person.
For you, who tries best
Take the first snow off your hair.
The man who did so badly
The man who put out of action.
He was the one and was for you to breathe
He's the one who let go.

Let's go
I beg you to leave
It still hurts
Inside inside

Let's go
I beg you to leave
It still hurts
Inside inside

Inside ... Inside ...
Inside ... Inside.