Текст песни tvoynikto. - в объятья проваливай.

and I have all the pupils constrict,
I am a genius of their own antics,
I am a genius of your emerald - beautiful,
that again a little red.

I am an ordinary,
I do not paint portraits, you draw me up at night,
if you will never die, I will believe in God,
I believe on purpose.

I circle the chalk in our image,
Imagine for a moment that I died,
I could not put up with this idea after all
and for the whole world so little of you.

these people and their life smoldering ashes,
this anger does not give them rest,
I dream of being buried outside the window and I was with her
This means the two of us.

Kiss goodbye to someone - something warm in the forehead,
and then turn around and get out,
and then raz..vernis
turn around
me into the arms of piss. (LB)