Текст песни Пикник и Вадим Самойлов - Сердце бьется на три четверти

" My heart beats for three quarters"

Heart beats three quarters
Well , you devils , following the line?

Returning them
One thread to be bound
Not so the other one
Not a slave , so obligated .

A verbal answer breathing
In the morning wounded
Everything seems wrong
And open - locked
Confused , seen color
its rainbow

Heart beats three quarters
All in my hand fit
One hundred acquaintances winds
That they decided to hang himself
One hundred bridges lead
What are the crescent .