Текст песни Моторолла - Лінія

I would know, I would not change your rains for light
In fact, I would quietly fold my knives at my feet
So, cold glass will warm cheap whiskey
You see, the lines are gradually disappearing from my palms

One line started
She spread her veins
What would winter be like
If you were my line
What would winter be like
If you were
And you are gone

Clouds, roofs are buzzing, distant sounds are making
Marish, I'm holding mercury, I'm holding your hand
May and visa stamp in the vortex, in the blue sky
There will be everything wrong, I do not know how, but without lines

One line started
She spread her veins
What would winter be like
If you were my line
What would winter be like
If you were
And you are gone