Текст песни Сурганова и Оркестр - Душа, как открытая рана

The soul is like an open wound ,
Bubbles , but all out of place .
Take me with him a flock ,
Spun by a stray leaf .

Only for some reason, not warm .
Fun broken thread.
There you are parting me sow ,
No really forces her stand .

Again frame. Beyond the wall.
People in the arch of the arches in a hurry .
What am I waiting for ? Grievances ? Troubles ?
Frozen windows in your opinion ?

You are loved and not chaesh grief .
House full of kids . Mother alive .
Only , alas , notice ,
When left alone again .