Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Адреналин

new love adrenaline, razbadezhenny cells
here's a cell, we laugh.
sings inside-years of berries, I did not change,
It is tempered in the sense of freedom.
hard, nerves, you're a bright moody
you know, it is first to tear the strings and more we have
and more have not. and more have not. more than we have

shoulders, willow, I resurrect.
strange to believe that someone is saved,
when it makes no sense to think of themselves,
when it makes no sense to think of myself.

ordered to live. albeit useless, we are not relevant,
we have no influence. all obvious.
white sewing thread-stitching
I need hardly someone you these people-jam.
Mom, Mom, do you hear, I do too.
time, we only younger. and soon we have.
and more have not. and more have not. and more we have