Текст песни Агата Кристи - Пуля

Wind falls asleep in the cloud, the power dies
Bullet melts and flies in a dream, where she bore
Do not wake her, calm down you my sorrow
In this dream she flew into the clouds - a fool

Fly Fly, fly fly, I'll fly with you
Fly Fly Fly Fly - head against the wall

Nebov in holes, stars in a sieve, not dusty road
Lonely pool in the dark, looking for the bullet friend
Do not wake me calmed my bullet,
And in the dream she flew into the clouds fool

Fly Fly, fly fly, I'll fly with you
Fly Fly Fly Fly - head against the wall

Fly Fly, fly fly, I'll fly with you
Fly Fly Fly Fly - head against the wall

On the wall of his head, his head against the wall, his head against the wall