Тим Скоренко - Баллада о безумии - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This was the trouble: Polina stole Cyclops, Mariano grabbed the freak, Alena caught the maniac, and the shower began to be empty, transparent, like glass, I was angry with my mouth, with a rope to pull the dogs. I put it in my pocket, a baseball bat took, such Chassis, Favorite Slavic Sports-and, throwing to drive the devils, went to the station, empty my head, and the dead notch But my conscience is clean: I didn't kill the cops, I played Baseball with them. And he told me like this: Today he burned his wife, yesterday it came to the daughter yesterday, and he walked and ate, of course, he was a maniac, but he was not in guilt It is worth imputing the night when I became a light not Bel. and I let him go, breaking my nose, cutting off a member on a suspension and knocking the eyes on the happiness. I, like a shot platoon with a loovers in the color of roses, in the turns of machine gun ribbons I go for us. How in the cooler movie, as in the movie about Silent Hill, the last boycat is alive and Freddie leads countdown, I threw the tops to the tasks of the top, went down to the trolls of a lie, without thinking about anything. Barman heter and cool, he thought that everything O'K, he laughed in his face and poured urine into his beer. I took his game, Claus climbed in his hand and dug into the egg, come on, say, Molchun. And he told me like this: today he was in paradise, hedgehogs fed, although the foam flowed from the pores, there was a head of empty, the brains were swam in glue, burst inside the "Laughty" and stacked the ax. In short, he had to leave him on a self-shot, having deprived gold teeth and removing the scalp. Please, I just elk: I can't find a stream in which my love would face a sad scald. And here it was handed to my forehead. All knowledge was driving. Gave travel light: Polina grabbed Cyclops, Mariano stole the freak, Alena caught a maniac, a lot of troubles happened. I saw in reality, like a black empty factory without any workers there I rhythmically smelled metal, the ferocious sea root woke up in the depths of the waters, hit the shaman in the tamat, I got up with a rigid bed. Let the desperados sleep in superstarly nights Saw, dressed from heads to heaters, like in Coppol Martin Sheen, I went onto the autobahn under the light of the silvery moons. And now, by passing posts, I broke down in the workshop, where I fell out of Chan in Chan Bloody hot honey. Moved so caught, on the brutal of my face the seal lay sadness, smoking the mouth of the mouth. Conference, he waited for me, his hand holding my hand Golden Lan, beautiful lady N. And, life is not worthy, he has become a fire in me, and I threw this rubbish Silver Syricen. Hurrying my love, he began to fight me, he beat me on his face and brassly waved with a knife; Under the clatter of evil teeth of glitter in the light of the metal, and the case was held by the end, and the maniac came down. And it was not easy for me, and he won almost his foot on his forehead, he speech pronounced that I had a nasty cattle and the world would save me He was so lucky, and enough for this forces. And I was stupidly and, in general, everything was deprived, I quietly lay under it and surrendered almost already. His anger my dust, I became like a screenshot, went out of lights, I got a spark in the soul. But then I raised my eyes and suddenly saw the eyes of a gorgeous view, beautiful Alena Lik, merry Maryan's ass, and immediate lights were lit, I became stronger than a hundred times and the air has extended my cry. I cut him, cromal, the bone was drought for the bone, and he, a cleaner, not to doh, I laid in my face, uryuk, I snatched his eyes, stuck a nail in his heart, put on the sharp sticking hook. In short, good again, as inserted, won evil, flasher migal whistled me reassured me; And I started to understand how, in general, I was lucky: I, falling at the bottom, covered the world from the maniac. Polina me then, Alyona me, wow! "Maidaan I immediately hugged me so happily, I got lost in the mouth and began the feast of the gods, my home was risen, went well. A big and cozy house, kids around a bit, and it goes to spring, and the ships float. I would finish the tale on that, but again the pipe is a pipe: something is missing for me again, Damn. I take an ax again, perhaps, just so. I didn't say everything to the world, I didn't keep everything in honor. From different subcutaneous holes crawling maniac, and I go to the station with cops to the Bazaar ...