Текст песни Портрет Дориана Грея - Повзрослели

Em
We probably already matured.
       Hm
Sucked promiscuous life.
           C
Rests in a double bed
        H
And we have quite a sober look.

Not flying moths to a candle,
A polzёm cleverly-wise snake.
The lust of the plans for the evening -
TV, newspaper, calm ...

We already know a great deal price
And what is still no price
And forgive any treason,
Not to know for himself of guilt.

We will not delve into the sense -
This is the same as dig in the muck,
And his innermost thoughts
We trust scrip da jail.

To all that is accustomed
Yes resigned to the fact that there may be.
Crashing a motorcycle
To have a desire to live.

From the excitement there was only anger,
Boredom was the erstwhile sadness.
Silence, like a coffin,
And something still sorry.