Текст песни Эсчевский - Конфликт

I never knew how beautiful writing poetry
past wildly blushing and forget a bit
I do not have where you are, I would have disdained
and a life of poverty when they are silent, her eyes
what to write? but there is no sense in words and
Love - the crime you raped her
zzhimaya fist to throw the feelings in fireplace
while the voice is not significantly drove bits
My world is not infinite deftly pulled betrip
and our baby sun chose not to be native
my love - floss that does not change
and even if you had a choice, I would still be one
I would not see in your eyes - drunken whore
do not get used to this virus as your child
and all that came before, asking does not remember
this hypnosis your stories hoisted Winamp