Деревянная радуга - Париж - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The reactor will eat again if people do not become people. The corpse will let a tear for you, having felt a massif from concrete on your chest and steel. They tried to be kind, but became damned. I personally, I will always be free. Even behind the shutters I will ask the collar to draw a seagull in flight, while other souls are interwoven for this period, and these bonds do not untie the knot, you can only tear positive thoughts to the dicks, draining rotten sheets into the sewer. Once lively yellow and dead white torn letters. They are in words, and these tear worse than bullets. It's time to collect them, insert them into the clip and rub the tile for life. I will not put the fun here, in the dark, looking at those who once wanted to go to Paris. Here, Eurotur by dates, so far only in Vienna in the button accordion drove, extinguishing further his skin colors under the snow blue. Enhanced yet, ask the maternity hospital not in this wider. The meaning of the request is puzzled when there will be dirt and huts, and tons of meat in clothes in rows will collect death soaked in air. To regret those who are with us is meaningless. I will hide the screams of sample, and cyclic kiki will drown close shots. I don’t hear loved ones, but I will even collect you all the threads of all of you to regret Sedy about something on the mass grave. The walls behind the curtains cool empty apartments. I see the blue sky through breaths only when you steam smoke over the asphalt unnamed.