Текст песни Хелависа - Блюз апельсиновых корок

Wet roams through the streets of the city,
Drops knock on his cold frames.
And it raises fluffy gate
The shadow of some fine ladies.

There's a rustling outside the window curtains.
Sad, happy, or you have fun,
But a bunch of orange peel
It did not melted the last song.

I'm sick of wet leaves,
I'm tired of this stamping.
I only want to see brush il
Wrist, elbow flying curl.

There's a rustling outside the window curtains.
Sad, happy, or you have fun,
But a bunch of orange peel
It did not melted the last song.