Текст песни Александр И. - Мои вымыслы

Pour happiness over the edge with wine
On a white linen and ether fabric. (on air ...)
On the air we just have to breathe
Realizing the meaning of the word "beautiful".

I am the rage in your head
Rage in your bed.
I am the rage in your head
Rage in your bed.

And if somewhere there is me, somewhere there is me ...
My inventions will live
My inventions will live
I will choke my inventions in you.

Let your grief through your will,
Wanting to leave hope on the shelf. (in clothes ...)
In clothes it is much more difficult to decide -
I laid it out in the "tenderness" tier.

June 2010