NТерапия - Эрекция - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The rain is guilty walks along the roofs of the suicide.

The rotting body of snow stinks in spring.

In April, so often want to die

In April, this is stronger

Drinking hands touch the melting ice.

Buried something living from childhood in multi-storey graves

Windows burn television fire

I even feel the wall on the street

And ceiling under a busty sky

So the world dies inside us, and we are in it ...

Against this picture of the sunset

The usual order and the essence of things

Spring provokes a solid sense of love

With the desire to die.

Love and death tear me from the inside

Further live is a flight ...

The end of April is the erection.

And the days are drown through the fingers, and I do not hope to grab at least the likeness of the sense that I'm still here ...

Against the background of chronic emptiness of the thirst for love and the desire for death as if there is a mockery, as if the gift, as if I had a doll and someone plays in me ...

I need to find my place in the flow of fellow citizens, so that it becomes clear what I need and how much I stand to me to love and when to die ...

Heroes of paper sorrows

Romance puppet buddies

Creators of incomprehensible huffy (incomprehensible products)

One side…

Supporters of power and power

Cynical solid hands

Slaves of food happiness

With another…

Is I a monkey?

Do I really need it? - YES! YES! YES!

I think we lack love

In the world where we all hostage death

So I want to cum in april wet ...

To not think

So that not scary

So that it does not hurt the life dissolved

In the abyss of offended

On the dump of broken hopes and lost days ...

Against this pattern of death

The usual order and the essence of things

Spring provokes a solid sense of love

With the desire to die.

Love and death tear me from the inside

Further live is a flight ...

The end of April is the erection.