Эскимос Crew - Сквозь жалюзи - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Taku

The river rusts is buzzing a forest belt is lying on the wind, as always, I stand in the middle of the bridge for those who are tired when it stopped coming on the sheets will remind you of those who are not behind my thoughts in my head and what kind of blood on the sleeve a few drops sprinkled snow, I waited for a snowstorm, Soon I will decompose the bed is not a hops mom, I'm just tired of believing a mint blanket and it was as if we were gone for quietly we breathed quietly in pairs of phenobarbittal of the white noise of the hood channel with crunching smoke, the smell of muddy crystals and empty halls flashed

Drama

from what to push off the dropper of the complexion, if that, imagine the supply of spices of a specialist, I am waiting for the person and you don’t know for my affairs to whom I my brother who betrayed a melt ritual and you are a voiced laughter in the tube, you are drowning like an echo where are you and whether you are true, if it is true, is it what is it true They write to me in the NET I have a huvo with this to someone to believe in the future and about empty blank in your eyes in your eyes, you don’t know how there are no strito life, you don’t know the pains of tin boulevards and shisa itself, the boys and we will hang out if you dangle you, if you dangle you, if you fall What will I dramatically

Nekit

I left and no one could find me facial expressions nervous tick, all in a moment burst into the edge, listen to my shmal, because the most important thing is the soul not to age not just notice a conversation with you with my fists in the walls of other beds with your funny mood, I lied to the spring, I lied so I also forgave you a tear, and I didn’t call the complete name to the full name I answered my beloved in white and wrote down the ruler, I can hate every past now and burn out as ashes to the soot for hundreds of paths to you, for what kind of traces to me and blisters my legs are not many of you preoccupied with you exactly if you are definitely preoccupied with you if Not mutual, I will put us into shreds

Somebody

crowds of people will be replaced by tons of ideas, sorry, but scum, you seem to be under your skin ... Flopes flew off you yesterday like a head in a wall later in bed I collected a picture on your mass where life is one but puzzles different bitch turn around, I hold your back. you do not stumble if you didn’t drop the mask, because your views of a minic on our carnival, the facial expressions should be hidden as if I am just a hole from zero, then you are just the same opening and deep like underground songs, look how fun here is my face with your hands in Messivo, the boys and I are all enough and enough for you in an armchair fuck on the hut you are just a hacking Russian version, but only a bitch that does not wait for which does not wait