If the gray morning assocompositi about the coming day,And want to be warmed,don’t call, don’t look for me If your faceless and boring If there is nobody to hug You, betrayed the harmony of two souls,don’t call, don’t look for me on those Lonely nights,Instead of the heart, the intellect heeding,in Between meetings and chores,don’t call, don’t look for me If the night again can not sleep From the freedom that you are glorified —In silence, only the creaking of the floorboards don’t call, don’t look for me