столько не живут - морлаб2012 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Show kindness when bring gasoline to your mouth. My sign on my forehead directly draws a solid line. And again she was not inclined by me to bed, this shit apparently shows me the spring. And I bent under all the system known to the world, no matter how hard I tried to miss all the sounds and demo. I did not leave traces in the snow, I swept all the evidence, grunting: "Get up an old man, I remember the days when you were great." My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died. My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died. My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died. My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died. Although the sun glitters sweetly on the wet grass, puffy to give out that this hell is only in my head. But the afternoon with the second half of health hints at the end of my useless number. And the next time I may be Kalonna in a taxi and every first aircraft does not lower the chassis. I assimilate, probably, mixing with a common paranoia, the front door is closed with nails, so I am calm. My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died. My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died. My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died. My life is Morlab - Nadezhda has long died.