Текст песни Kova - Скит

Bring candles,
Hold on wrist
Shackle ...
Here every night
The insane dance.
Without love,
Without fear of losing
Or forget
The absurd
Sweet and passionate whirlwind.
Like the wings of birds,
Hitting the pavement,
Hug in the sky ...
And a modicum of patience,
Whom possess,
I'd…
Do not get tired to repeat,
How all this is absurd.
Do not be afraid…
We will soon be branded
And collect as beads.
And wound thread,
Zavyazhutsya in a knot,
The ends of all opal.
Well, who needs you?
Why not let the words of the wind,
Pouring water tanks
Let together?
But soon otutyuzhat.
Confused all lines
How much excess ...
And lonely.
I can not hear.
I stay.
The cooled ...