Текст песни Ботанический Сад Петра Великого - аутро

Train gallop by rail slips,
From the main thing to the adjacent route, the shooter all settled -
So, the readiness is 30 minutes.

Sleeve knocked out, looked at the clock -
I still have time to shift.

So, the doctor - for tomorrow,
Call to work
Hospital open
The costs take over.

Upon arrival of the carnation,
Ink buy,
Or, in a different way, wines.

And that I remove from this trip,
In addition to fear, Father reproes?
In addition, today it did not become
And with him - half of me.

That I remove from this road
Curve where led?
To change to change
Tomorrow to the doctor
Hospital take over.

What to do next,
Why so obscure?
I have no forgiveness to the world.

Why panels are tired,
No dog's collars not in paradise,
Is the foliage lies green-gray?

And the voices climb into the head,
As ants
Ears are raping and my liver.

I sunk on the wall in the tambour.
I got a cigarette, smoke.

But...

Something interferes in a coat pocket, I get out - this is a photo,
Look,
We are Family.
We are beautiful and young.

I'm a swarker as a child I'll cry,
A drop is absorbed in Velveta Vors.
And the voice of the father will be heard from the photo:
"Son, we are with you. You have not grown up."