Текст песни Тиша - Пульс

You stop for a little bit my pulse,
Save me from flying bullets.
All that was between us, please forget.
Two hundred on the counter, and I let go of the steering wheel.
As soon as we wake up - see paradise.
You keep your hand and do not let go.
While EZE too late to say, "Goodbye."
Do not go, do you hear, do not disappear.

Crazy night
But our love is not collected from the wreckage,
Smashed word raszletelis fragments.
I feel hurt.
And we can not help.
Long enough have suffered wrongs
And shattered feelings of pride are broken.
I feel hurt.

Chorus:
You stop for a little bit my pulse,
Save me from flying bullets.
All that was between us, please forget.
Two hundred on the counter, and I let go of the steering wheel.
As soon as we wake up - see paradise.
You keep your hand and do not let go.
While EZE too late to say, "Goodbye."
Do not go, do you hear, do not disappear.

Crazy night
So fast happiness you gave
In the "after" and "before" tried to divide.
I feel hurt.
And we can not help.
Ink bullet put.
And we, and you somewhere in the last leave.
I think it hurts ...