Текст песни 15см леса - дети

Go to Death
Or to carry
Harvest such as you .
You have chosen the path

So we were afraid
And we waited for the letters .
Or so at night
Sea steel leaves.

So we threw ,
So you suffer,
For apart winter
Nerves whip curled .

Came the days when
Fun on the hill
hugging blush
Faces of our cover.

Each first
the cooler Rooms
thirst for life
Thoughts elder.

Remove the room.
Vyblyuy past.
Dig a pit .
Live empty language .

At the heart of the tree leaf
Will cut day
When the roller coaster hill
I survived all of us to the grave .