Текст песни Семь Восьмых - Остался

Stayed

Bottom
Vine wrapped
Roots allowed. Sweat.
Maps folded.
The deck is not enough ace.

I would stay with you, but it is impossible
Feet are familiar to nowhere.
Yes! Let i get like a pig
After all, I used to drink to the bottom.
You know, alone.
And in her, rustling grief and joy.

Thunderstorm, cutting clouds,
Rude kisses.
Snake, wriggling crawling from the fire,
Potion Aroma - Sweet, exquisite poison.
Angels sincere look.
Troika rushes, the wheels are silent.

In the fog of a clear mind
White bird knocks the heel,
Sparks shoot,
We stayed together ...

Spring, whining on the shore
Painted bright colors.
Secrets revealed
I did not revealed.