Текст песни gega - небо-голос

sky precipitation voice fragments
but why and where to leave, I don’t know how much
there is a ticket, and is there anyone
who will rave me as I raved once

rumpled from memory, I remember the morning only from 12
my view from the fifth, I'm corrected
seventh baltika, for a dollar you need fucking
you can cut it, in principle, for a pack of Winston

for peace in the apartment, for movement for the worse
slammed doors, eyes rounded
it's so difficult to live on cougars, to live, breathe, be silent and sing
play the game sideways, talk for a piece?

rock me bro, wake up when the beat is on
after all, not for a gift, after all, not for women
no wonder my twenty came out like that ...