Текст песни Настя Полева и Чайф - Всему свое время

With me , my tenderness,
But what to do with it ?
Appease their pride -
The soul would not hurt.

I was consumed with envy ,
And it is my anger .
The desire to be first ,
And to the highest standard.

Faded book
It did not open .
After all, had the same wings,
Yes broke down ...

In one hand razor
Another my courage .
By the evening of the battle ,
In the morning grayness again .

Over the roof of the sky ,
Everything has its time .
With you your business ,
In thee my faith .

With me at night cold,
Desire to drink.
Confident voice ,
Tired faces .