I make music with my heart I can't make it with my hands And I take a pen only when I want to fly to stars This night I try to realise...

Now this is awful I don't like this So I'll wear pink glasses Or that technology that makes me feel alright It reads my thoughts and Then...

It hurts because you say And nothing produces light without electricity Except for the sun So, what do you want from me? Well, they say:...

Imagine what we had in 2014 in the summer I have no idea what will I do With my dear memories With head to the ground With feet to the...

Love paints you gold if you are clever or fool Every day when you come to school Look at her and understand that you can't tell her Your...

How cruel is the golden rule When the lives we live are only golden-plated? And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me...

Verse 1: Calm night, the window in which the lights of towns are seen I with hands on her back and neck and I know that she's Not...

You shout it out But I can't hear a word you say I'm talking loud not saying much I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet You shoot...

Dayam: And the life sharpens you like a knife Your possesion's getting wilder They are in doubt of what you've done Your bike is losing...

Хотел бы я жить на маяке Хотел бы я жить совсем один Так, чтоб не держал телефон в руке Так, чтоб избегал моральных гильотин Я танцевать...