Текст песни ПОЭТ ИЗ КОМНАТЫ - ловкость страшных вещей

Agility scary things
Under their eye sight
Do not melt in the heat -
And no fairy tale.

I lied, waiting for response
Only the truth from you,
But it sounds like gibberish,
After all, you do not tell the truth.

Drown in those eyes
Small puppies
And at the end of a note,
How to become a good.

For us harm
It has become much easier,
And once it seemed a dream,
What is the pain.

Forgetting doubt
We cut the wiring of good
And throw all fines
On our kittens!

I run through the machine,
Considering their simple pattern,
And he will disintegrate under the shower,
But I will shot down again.

FEAR! This fear to absorb!
I COULD NOT OPEN THIS DOOR,
This fear is too strong,
He is a strong, believe me!

I can not open that door,
But I will pull down all the walls around
As there are hundreds of years old
And suggest carotid flour.

But sleepy flour answer
In the face with his fist,
As if the snow that brought strong winds.
I will throw her into a snowball!

[Other]
You know, this is the world of the stars.
I reach out to them.
NO.