Wipe your tears, throw away your fears, there is nothing you have done to feel confuse, clear your mind and you will find-that everything you do is better nothing they have done. Look in their eyes, there's only hate that blinds their mind. Dont listen them, you`ll never be the same, They`ll never rich the heaven, they never, they never... they never find the sens. Dont listen them, you`ll never be the same, They`ll never rich the heaven, they never, they never... they never find the sens. Words can heard, they can cut your soul, ..... , but if you know they becom`s to nothing, why you heard yourself with thats empty afraides? Look in their eyes, there's only hate that blinds their mind. Dont listen them, you`ll never be the same, They`ll never rich the heaven, they never, they never... they never find the sens. Dont listen them, you`ll never be the same, They`ll never rich the heaven, they never, they never... they never find the sens. Во втором куплете (Words can heard...) Слова точно не знаю, их писал уже Саша...