Текст песни Порция Новых Ощущений - Метеорит

My little meteorite
Flies through the ghostly smooth
Flies, the grave is silent
Rotating our time to reverse.
Carries sadness behind his back
Flies away from the ground
And he arms with himself
It was worth it

Chorus
Blowing from the inside
Tears Sleeve Sotra
In a fist problems all sorry
Zagin away from the ground

Let them picked up their star
Flying from far away
And let only she suffer
Not galaxy

My little meteorite
Piercing the barrier sound
Now in the sun burns
Having touched your pain howl.
No one will serb so much tears
How many sterple meteorite
He serve his service for a long time
And soon I will finally sleep

Blowing from the inside
Tears Sleeve Sotra
In a fist problems all sorry
Zagin away from the ground

Let them picked up their star
Flying from far away
And let only she suffer
Not galaxy