рысь и форель - запястья - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We are two parallel straight lines

We never intersect

So you have everything fine

Memories of asthma on a red traffic light I went to the highway under the trucks

And in every letter your name and surname

Win or me or methamphetamine

violence of mucosa of frosts under minus thirty

How did you forget that I don't know how to live alone

Every day a fight between me and United Russia, oblique jets of rain washed away from the faces of passers -by independence

this gallows is the Holocaust

Holost has begun to beat the cost of my emotions according to forecasts to fifty of all these places are studied in search of stuff by the emptiness of the uninhabited cabinet of your yard

Flora corrected this not pair from my mouth

In this space, cards and ramps are needed for a cut wound on the right lamp and shovel is likely to contact opiates

the probability of suicide reaches a hundred

I'm twenty -one and I'm old

grams on the scales, all Moscow provided this spring will burrow one of us

But you are in relative safety

Plastic beauty 2013

Your quartz eyes scan the space of the bedroom station Vykhino there and it was necessary to stay

Never love love brings frustration

touches the face in tears with fingers

my wrists are chopped

These are flowers of the times of occupation