Текст песни Aden - Year

Your feet beckon, beckon for dome
They are part of estistva
They are higher deity
I am leaning toward him. The rest is nonsense.
Your eyes are scorched, scorched me to the ground
I am a raw nerve
Loss of a bitch
But only on the child you want

Year is flying, then slowly crawled
And the emptiness to which primёrz heart
At the moment faded with the advent of Us
Although I am a fan of loud phrases
And sometimes I'm proud inadequate
Now reverse the order to give myself.
Small mistakes when my.
Your ridiculous obidochki.
After all, we really succeeded as we dreamed.
As if by fate, we conjured.
All that we promised each other gave.
We have before us all the stars rose.