Текст песни Коридор - Жизнь моя марионетка у дебила под рукою.

Beysya, heart, bird cage
Not letting me rest,
My life - puppet
In moron at hand,

Beysya, beysya incessantly,
Beysya, beysya, let everyone hear
And when tired moron -
Someone will say & quot; Everything is not breathing & quot ;,

Fate osvetitelskoy bed
Light Spotlight, let them see the body,
I will, unlike themselves,
Stay at the scene all in white,

Someone will say: & quot; There was a good,
Was a man who was the owner,
Only fate was thrown
And misunderstood friends & quot ;,

And the woman to score in the mountain
Over my damp grave:
& Quot; Well, what proportion of this ?!
Just fell in love ... & quot;

The fate of the gap in the orchestra
Play solo bass
And the room is empty at the moment,
And the light in the scene extinguished

I take off the wig and dress
Wipe makeup hand trembling,
I'll leave the city arms,
Thinking where am I real ...

Where I currently ...