Неизвестен - Питерские крыши - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Outside the window, St. Petersburg roofs, gray cramps spins the spire, we do not hear each other, the conversation rustle as a wick. The explosion burns and lay down the ears, splits on the walls of the flesh, exposing the crumbs of the souls on all the necessary seams, without forgetting the hearts to break up from splashing the rooms of the rooms, with the ceilings of the Black Molly, the smoke pillion a huge post, walls in cracks and warmth. My frame covered in the soot, my frame will emerge as soon as possible, making a circle to admire the panorama and flies to yours. Above the antennas and wires by and throughout we are with you as a string with Ladas, briefly apart. Soon we will appeal again to each other, the sound will return, but so far only stunning silence around. After the beep, the monologue will record a robot woman at that end, we don't hear each other at all - I will not find a tweezers in your ear, I, like a fish from a dynamite - belly to the top of the pop-up is about, eyes on the cake and widely disclosed, as if in Scream ridiculous mouth. I am all higher and higher - the specific weight, apparently, did not come out. Wednesday pushes clouds closer and the roof spiers at the bottom I see everything worse. I hurry to you, but the fuel is almost burned. I, even if I, even from the last strength, the heal of your burnt wings. On the shoulder of any obstacles of the strip, if the finish is your hair on my shoulder.