афроамериканское поле - мой подарок Тишине | Текст песни

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If I compiled
All my crimes and my lies into amnesty,
Would you come back to me?

The smile on my lips
Is a sign that I dont hear you leaving me,
And I dont hear my own soul scream,

I'll read your lips,
Watch your scarf play at your hips,
And I know its true,
But I dont hear him call to you,
Don't blame yourself,
Don't change yourself,
Just want to be over you
Save you love,
Don't hate yourself,

If I compiled
All my crimes and my lies into amnesty,
Would you come back to me?

The smile on my lips
Is a sign that I dont hear you leaving me,
And I don't hear my own soul scream,

Don't blame yourself,
Don't change yourself,
Just want to be over you
Save you love,
Don't hate yourself.