Текст песни Дефекты Речи - Робин Good

That cat scratching on the soul, the cock at dawn
Three times screaming. There comes June. Do not fall asleep.
Hey, Robin arrows you shoot after adjusting for the wind.
Target - my heart. It is time for you to relax.

And her heart of Damascus steel. What a shame!
All arrows bounce, though you Robin, though Satan.
And I'll go on stilts, stroll in the garden.
Look, what today at the sky the moon.

And Robin shoots at close range. He was angry in earnest.
After all, the meaning of his life - perforate any target.
Oh, God, it is ridiculous! I shouted to him, hit on the stomach,
Call-ka for dinner and rashes on the ears noodles.

Dumpty yourself: stars, love, but steaks are served,
I may be, I will be with you two or three times,
It is not bored steaks. On and over.
I was given your heart! It is empty inside ...

Yes, maybe not him! It stretches for many miles of track,
The wide and smooth. Why we are drawn into the ditch?
And squinting white night without a cigarette filter.
And Robin does not know why he had come to light.