Текст песни Аборт Мозга - Колыбельная

In the autumn air Ringing
You forget about the present
H a bed of yellow leaves
Serenely down your .
Sleep, let you dream of
chariots of Fire
Three empty Cart
European shops
In the clouds holy slumber .
All paths lead into the ground
There, we will either sooner or later ...
obretёm their nirvana .
We do not condemn Lama
They do not care that we would not
We do not care that they will not be
In the morning, forget about everything .