свита - Люби - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This city bursts at the seams on the asphalt throwing cigarette butts and tons of snot rowing at home in half I don’t even know what is better to be no heartless or smarter

This smoke burns an oxygen mask in a glass from under the coffee, I didn’t take an umbrella so the thunderstorm will be somewhere, someone left his heart someone will come after him

If you are happy, then happiness is in your pocket if there is no one hundred grams of instagram and a parametric resonance and someone is near you and suddenly you are both in tears

The year will pass everything about the fact that there was the Internet and there was something to devour more than you take it away, even for those who do not live and there is no one to wait

Love