Текст песни Рива Роччи - Мелочи

Outside my window the morning needle stings
In the world of beats dishes we injuring fragments
And in your eyes no more than the truth lies
Again, I love to throw knives

We will tell all the sky, and then laugh
We ask for good luck, and go after the sun
Anyone who remembers the main, that is no longer trembles
And throw smoothly for love knives

Who goes there and does not fall, he sees differently
He runs away from people, he runs out of luck
He decides to suddenly die or live
And throw themselves in our place on the blades

I remember the smells and colors of happiness defeats
I know your speed and the laws of motion
Remember all that is around it is a mirage
Do not cry and throw knives for love