Текст песни Анастасия Булгакова - В реанимации лежит душа.

In the intensive care unit is the soul
Under drip from simple smiles ... Cured slowly. Poison traveled errors.
The shower was always generous,
I swing open in front of each counter
Not knowing - is the limit when
You give away careless ...
The soul itself gave everyone
And do not return to receive and languished on human problems,
They are always on the ground a lot
But complaining is not given to the souls,
And to close, too, it is not unseemly
The soul ached so long ago,
The very ill, and treated the other, still ...
And, now, is the soul
A drip of your smiles.
Weak, the sick, but also good!
And there is no human soul in the world more beautiful! V.Ponikarёv.