Текст песни ChipaChip - В холодной вселенной

He drew a pair of white, in the memory of a pair of spaces
Last fuse Macaw white, standing silently and watch as between the second and the first
Where is the strength of our current is not greater than zero amperes
And these couplets set a chur false hyperbole
and it is no secret that even a little bit and it seemed to perekipel
While the burn, arson ash poured down the poor
I'm leaving with a new self-faced eypl
Where conductive chest of awe, who in this turnip sees more than just trash
I wake up everyday as a new background crest
I'm just in a panic trying Stopped off time
Svali of my dreams, a silent shadow, I'll go to a new day
I hope that that is what he was last
when we are in this vast universe,