Текст песни Стас Притчин - Послушайте музыку

In the soul of the musician his world
Where everything is secret and sacred
And sometimes loves to protect himself from all
He is alone
Let's not blame him for him
He dreams of giving us
Bouquet of beautiful melodies and words
To decorate our world
Listen to music
She will warm you
After all, that musician is on the contrary
He will not lie to you
He is like a confession
Brought his thoughts all
And gives you sincerely
He is his heart
He is like a confession
Brought his thoughts all
And gives you sincerely
He is his heart
And here in the midnight taxi
He goes to the Holy Abode
Where in search of the right word
He does not sleep again until the morning
A new thought is born
And the sounds weaved in the music
And again a particle of the soul of the musician
Rushes upward
Listen to music
She will warm you
After all, that musician is on the contrary
He will not lie to you
He is like a confession
Brought his thoughts all
And gives you sincerely
He is his heart
He is like a confession
Brought his thoughts all
And gives you sincerely
He is his heart
Listen to music
She will warm you
After all, that musician is on the contrary
He will not lie to you
He is like a confession
Brought his thoughts all
And gives you sincerely
He is his heart
He is like a confession
Brought his thoughts all
And gives you sincerely
He is his heart