Текст песни К.С.И. - Грибы

Going to bed at four
And eight be prepared
And do not get enough sleep
Few weeks
You know how in the world
Such as single ,
Carotid not awakened ,
Break the people?

Their hands without hope
Write lines at night
And , throwing all the sheets ,
Internet access.
In the second-hand clothes ,
Leaving the dot ,
Go write poetry
And so many years !

Their faces were pale ,
The soul of a little smoldering ,
And soon will shadow
In the city , in the crowd !
You know, watching
The eyes , too, believe !
In the hands warm ,
Embraced in a dream