Текст песни Adamant - Бескрылой птицей

Recent heat drop
Knocks autumn storm
We wrap up in the wind
All our prilyudii - cries in the micro
I fell on your mines
The mushroom cloud is not the
You're not looking for herself in me
I'm looking you in a dirty subway
Under his fingers into the heart
Bundled up under the veins cry
Between us evil kilometers
Leave hope and escape
The form of this too in detstki
You press on the wound of my hand
But resentment as something stronger
Maybe once you become
I do not remember me , but I do not want to believe it

Do not trust
Words of songs
More than a game of words
Now does not beysya
Flightless birds from my window