Текст песни Эрнесто Заткнитесь - Голос

GOLOS

And thoughts emerge from the consciousness of the backwater
The horizon over the sun fatalities muddied in the West
Without memory, you hastily in love for the second month in a row
and nanote-hnologous butterflies in the stomach soar

My voice, overcome delay
And drowning in the sleepy darkness of the alleys
Become
solitary
and more audible.
And find that player inside of which to her,

To the very one, Brian Molko addresses
She's my hurricane, Catherine, she's a hurricane in a coffee grinder.
In the morning. Away plaid stab

I am sitting in my room of your embrace.
I miss you on a huge planet.

commas from a notebook ask for a smooth surface in the sky, and
inspiration rrradi I need the will to give them

but the ink is all wasted, the day is rewritten clean
the wind is late
accident in August, the wind is late
but the accident in August, the wind is late
my voice, overcome delay
THE VOICE OF OVERCOME THE VOICE VOICE BY THE VOICE
VOICE OF OVERCOMING BUSINESS

and this is flour
for i miss how
you are pulling a stressed vowel in my name.
pupils and headlights scurry at random
amidst nebula friday
I wish every verified syllable overtook you and verse.
but as long as the night is neon
just so nothing will come to us

Fragile
Impressions of heaven - sky-high lego,
On the run I give
weightless sonnets to you for the summer.

there is a depth of windows in my city, I am attacked by a stream of them
evening lounge shades of honey with their happy light I'm bewitched
toy people behind the curtains who are you
I will be like you when for her my voice will be sought.

In a past life, I was a line
From the song Lady in Red
I hovered over the cities at night.
with such women staying tête-à-tête.

but alas, none of them will drown
in my poems how are you then on the balcony

I forgot a trowel at your place
Surprisingly late spring.
I am riding a bus and glass
Accelerates (May) rain barefoot.

In parting, you touched my phrases on the cheek -
He felt the lightness of love net.
Let me go back for the trowel
Surprisingly in the early summer?

wherever my voice
through the participle or through the sandy logo
youth and speed