на выход с вещами - не в те стороны - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I wipe my eyes. I didn’t seem to sleep. I didn’t sleep. I have a strong -willed effort. The news is used. After the metro is very cold air. I don’t feel like freezing along the zoo. And where are the wasps in the winter. I understand that I want to go home. Hydrous morning I greet with the same losers. I am interpreting overdue products into a car. I am a negative facial expressions. Crowning. Crowns are freezing at the refrigerator. I’m thinking about the infinity of cosmic abysses about the filling of satellites. The chin of a stow in the third generation is about the paths of the southern direction. Proper. Over the Kremlin. But now nine is changing Weather. I am imperatively arranging new goods on the shelves I interrupt on fresh air breaking up. In my dreams I walk on a warm sandy island. Mimo went in good shoes. I will like a young teacher of history. Moloko a bukle is not a little bag. into infinite space. Trans inside the satchel. At least it seems like that the guard sublimate the matter something whispers by the walkie -talkie sighing me. The Eve of the Mountain of toilets rides after me on the pallet representing the cops and how they drive after me. I want to ride a horse and a good German knife. I read the instructions for the bleach. I am killing time. We are moving my eyes. Something like I am dressed in the basket. I carry it up to the window or does everything decisively. I am mastering the boxes of empty bags. It's already the time of lunch. I’m going to be a creative job. I understand that everything is better than the construction, I advise a blind aunt, I don’t really tense it, it really takes the goods and leaves what is satisfied and I understand that I just said that she wanted to. The report on the successful work of the department. Products are getting more expensive every morning. Stariki grumble to the government. They get into the rebellion. I go goals along the racks. I, with glass Moroz-20, regrets that I live but it is never too late. Armenian tells about tea and fructose. Temple is worse than rubber. Alcohol shows from the shelves and drinks in the nearest park. How much can you live in a supermarket? One? In the company? Year It’s not mine that is not mine. I don’t have to take my form, I'm going home.