Текст песни Funkey - Вспоминаю

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1.
Sound winding machines
Snow falls on top of
Fates
The string tension and lived
I had long since decided:
We will not.

Chorus:

I
I remember
For a moment,
How
Used to cry you
And me.

2.
After one hundred and punched the walls
How to strike the question "Why?"
wake
You will not find common themes,
Closures of our terminals
Will not be

Etc.

3.
Run away recklessly and downhill
Fly in the extra-atmospheric heights
Disappear without fear, "but is it true?"
But that is not terrified then thrown
Thoughts those from whom skrebёt bark.

Having won the battle,
Do not fall into the arms of dead,
But he lost in the battle flag of you.
And now you see only the "Busy"
In his last reflection.

I breathe already small doses
Oxygen on the teeth like grated poison.
Well, you smoke the city proud
I do not understand why I did ode
With the unfortunate ranks finals.

Etc.