Song: I don't like

I do not like half
Or when interrupted the conversation.
...

When I see broken wings,
No pity in me and for good reason -
I do not like violence and impotence,
It is a pity the crucified Christ.

I hate gossip as versions,
Worms of doubt, honor needle,
Or when all the time against wool,
Or when iron glass.

I do not like arenas and arenas,
They change a million ruble.
Let the big changes ahead -
I will never love.

I don't like cold cynicism,
The enthusiasm did not believe, and yet -
When a stranger reads my letters,
Looking over my shoulder.

I don't like myself when I coward,
It's a shame to me, when innocent beat,
I do not like when to me climb in soul,
Especially when it spit.