Альвин Из Вызимы. - Двемиритовый Амулет. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This arises from "nothing", you know? Why are you so languidly sigh? Why do you look away?

- Do not smoke with me, damn it, do not smoke! - Although what do we care? All the same, no one will condemn us, and they will not forgive us. In our direction they throw a sharp, painful look. The poison is driven under the skin with a syringe, under the ribs with a knife.

"I love you!" - He screamed in your ear. Lord, I lied ...

I burst into you as always, without greetings, a ticket, any answer. Confused, sleepy, tired, and you, as always, smile with a terrible stretch, say hello, you will ask you to get enough sleep at first, and you will sigh and invite you to the kitchen, tea or coffee.

- No, it is better to immediately morphine, - heroin, cocaine, amphetamine. I am without sarcasm and jokes, seriously, better at once the grass and put my surprise, God, but wherever you want.

Nasty smell. How much did you smoke? Fifteen? Seventeen? Twenty? My God, three packs per day? And you are not lazy?

I returned again without a piece of paper, I saw a guy, he has a curl on his head and he looks sweet. And you throw a cigarette out the window and go to the meeting and again call for tea.

- I have boiling water with honey and two tablespoons of salt (!) - this is not sarcasm, but you still smile and hold out a cup of tea - and how is your new girlfriend? - You sigh again. You're right, I absolutely fuck your personal life and your girlfriend, but I, your mother, friend, should be interested, right?

- Everything is fine. Blings with a sweet face, groans loudly, wriggles, breathes loudly, - you look around and smile guiltyly. You are like a little boy that broke his mother’s favorite vase and does not want to admit. Only alas, now you have broken not a vase, but something else - how? How is your personal front?

“Normally,” “groans loudly and wriggles”, press on the patient. Silly.

- And then what?

- And then ...?

- Clear.

- And how are you?

“And I still love you,” the wind fell from the chain, my heart sank, and you only mumble something.

- How much did you smoke? Fifteen? Nineteen? Twenty? Lord, stop, stop. Do not smoke with me, do you hear? - I unclench your fingers and grab a cigarette - do not smoke, I suffocate without it!