Dead Rave - ДЖУН-КУН 3 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It's time to finish the third part of my life

Jun Coon grows up time

And then Ray at one point will hang and Hina will not start, will not go

And even after 2 thousand years

I am insertion on the evangelion

You tell me dry hello

I will stay on your threshold

And I'm lucky if the headlight arrives, the fresh choker will dress

But you will not change your opinion, you say that I am inert-semi-serving

And stay without you

Without your drunken jokes of your drawings of your embrace, I will stay at home new Jun Kun, suffer on the bed

My children who have rotted threads

I am already illuminated page

How a tulip remains fictional nonsense

You won't let me dream

And if two wolves resort and bring me to mononok

I still remember passwords

Vacaba will cease to be God

There will be nothing new, no one will open, I am a pseudopoet

I went home, leaving a note on Bal Bank

"I am sick with you, I'm sick with you"

You are my not downloaded page, you are my eyelash

You are my medium, my little way

Light on the screen adds horror

I close my eyes without you

Without your drunken jokes of your drawings of your embrace, it is better to be your Dakimakura you would be able to hug me

WITHOUT YOU

Without your favorite dancing of your drawings of your embrace, I will be a new bottle of Blazer, I will not release me, well, fuck

WITHOUT YOU

Without your drunken jokes of your drawings of your embrace, I will stay at home new Jun Kun, suffer on the bed