Текст песни Perse - Чёртова Дюжина

I dreamed of the wall: there without a rest,
For her opposite you, the Protestant.
Fit to one will not look my opinion
Because one I am for one.

In my head
May, May, May.

In the middle of the shadows and darkness
There is a pearl black.
Baker's dozen.

I do not feel the consciousness of consciousness on a hundred
Access to zero there, because you are my Tulp.
I do not know honestly, what makes feelings.
Scratch with two I am a singer to think and tear.
Wanted creatures for the benefit, for, hypocrisy them are inevitable.
But you do not believe them after all it is so wild,
All the same, like mine you have novel type tactic.

Somewhere in the area of ​​sorrow it will approach and
There is a pearl black.
Baker's dozen.

In the middle of the shadows and darkness
There is a pearl black.
Baker's dozen.

In my head ...

Pearl black.