Поэт Ебанутый - 02 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Evil dogs were biting a homeless cat.

I saw this on the year before last.

And now her corpse is not here.

Autumn red leaflets covered it under the bush.

The sky sutra caressed it with a muzzle rain.

And the puddles grab on the streets by the legs of people

And I'm not needed here. I died soon.

Sky, stars, space in the veins

Abstract for a while

Starfalls and eclipses.

I would bother myself handcuffed to the battery

So as not to break and do not drown to go to the river

Or so as not to open the blade of my razor.

Otherwise it will probably be spent out of the vein Cosmos, which we sewed for so long through the threads of sorrow, sadness, in rare cases and joys of even random

I would become a star in the sky

Surrounded by black light

Ultraviolette to warm the planet