Текст песни Думы - квартирник в Проводах 3 февраля 2013

my thoughts
a bullet in the head.
impudent dreams
essence in the sand.
my ease
stone on the bottom.
only water
and is no longer anything.

former sweetheart
trampling of Jerusalem.
seen here lousy,
and I and God bless him.

because I was mad, I believe in rain
because I was mad, I believe in the rain overnight

cast look
outside the window.
It drains my brother
for glass pool.
night his mother,
his father rain.
it would be necessary to take
the corner of his under the knife.

it would be necessary to knock all the teeth that,
who wears chains in my head.
it would be necessary to tear filthy language
the one who whispers in my ear.
Mom, sometimes to die in his sleep,
but as usual I can not sleep
mom, but more often it seems to me
This is my beauty.