Ночные Снайперы - Aptos - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

There are still bonfires.

And evening as dawn.

and backs in the dark

on the black shore.

I kill life.

Jailers - dogs.

I'm still to you

Still run.

But the return is not.

We were shot to nothing.

They are tempting power

Drink blood. Now draw.

So hard without you.

longing tall brain.

And the abyss is shitted

As in the Nastya is worried.

There are still bonfires.

And evening as dawn.

and backs in the dark

on the far shore.

I make life.

Jailers - dogs.

I'm still to you

Still run.

And the smell and clock.

And shadow without branches.

Romance Stones -

The pistol sleeps in the stream.

And how much I will live -

I will not empty.

And I will wait so much

whose people are not.

June 2012.

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"APTOS"

"A place in California, lived there with children last year. They immediately got sick, we looked at the sea from the window. Every evening on the beach was lit in the bone barrels. People individually, but together. I squeezed that people I never know. No one ever heard. "