Текст песни Арсен Мирзоян - Капронові банти

I remember your nylon bows
The occupiers tore and carried away from other yards
I remember your closed eyes ...
If you want a face with your palms, I will enter your dreams

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Push in the back on the beaten knees.
And blow - it will burn, as you will pour and more
The wounds will heal later, disappear like iodine stains
and blow - bake. Where does it all flow?

And for the future, loud painted people
The all-consuming everyday life will be refuted to your heart's content
White voice happy, on the coast dolphins,
And the phone booths hid us from the rain

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And finally a few grams per wound
on the heart, as if chopped, a little blood will flow.
I remember, sorry, I remember everything.
And the pain does not disappear - I order more.