Текст песни Грь. - Икарус

Bell tower with which fell,
As a famous designer somewhere
Do not tell only, do not,
Whose now draw portraits

There is no breakdown there
No additional drama
Nor subtexts nor condoms neither allegory
And unnecessary advertising

You are soaring, you fly, you king
Yes, hero from the novel in two lines
Came up, they say, stepped and go ahead
People ashung. Point.

Further fiction, ballads songs
Will like a kind person
Record, and will submit to award. In general, mother,
Do not burn off

You are now legendary, great
They say, tamed heaven
Digured the archives of relics vertical
lane

Do not be sad, not like that
Who, from the vertices, are not now
You know. Yes, the hell with him that little.
You flew!