Текст песни с лошадками - на прекрасной коричневой кофте

Global plans or global warming,
who shakes, still be at home for dinner.
I will give this fragrant soap to you alone
and together we shut up their throats to all those who need it.

Lather neck, rope and hands, to the elbow in the mud.
Or close our eyes to each other and now together
we will not notice anyone for sure, and no one threatens us.
All is well? Good. This yours. Let's go to.

Leave behind the threshold and even under the rug of deja vu
his own. I will buy a pink diary and write in it
what I am experiencing does not mean that I am going through
and I don’t remember anyone else being closer.

The company does not knit brooms. The company knits wreaths
with horses on beautiful brown sweaters.
Here’s a knife for you, and if you want, come on. Stick it in.
I already loved you, but still not sure who you are.