Текст песни Подиум - Стреляю в сердце

I'll leave a mark in your apartment
And bite fondant dopit cups
I will leave open to take the book
And the smell of your on your shirt.

I'll go along the narrow streets
And to read someone's name to the billboard
I'll throw a coin in poor orchestra
And I ask to play more quietly.

Chorus:
Losing power - the end of the war
I shoot in the heart itself
We do not have the words to help
Love is tired, the game is over.

We do not have the words to help
Love is tired, the game is over.

You obernёshsya ago to a loud hail
Your name will hit the walls echo
You close your eyes at the memory of the past
But the thirst for warmth fills the veins.

You're going to look at the closed windows
You'll be knocking on open doors
But no, you will never fall in love
And no one ever will not believe you.

Chorus.

Swirling thoughts, tears rolling down, water
It's hard to be one, but the trouble with you
Swirling thoughts, tears rolling down, water
Hard to be a God, always feeling the pain.