Текст песни Посев - Проглаженный железным утюгом

Covered with stubble
Tired motionless
I looked at one point
Over the dusty window , with the dusty window
Sheets beat in convulsions
The ball flew Vaseline
The sky whirled on her finger
Against the background of the window on the background of window
He seemed
Let us explain at plywood targets
This much was fixed
This much he was such he was too

I walked among the different
Such as it is
Such as it is
Such as it is
I do something
And even spoke
Something , something is
Sometimes
Likewise it
the pressed
iron
Iron.