Текст песни Абвиотура - Полетели

flew

As for the beard sufficed
and tore a tuft
She laughed in a fist
yes and it was gone
How to break the string into the hands of
and I chose the syllable
Buried in his chest
from prying fangs
Word for word knit
a red thread
tightly pulled together
spared no knots
Close to the heart at bay
pain needlessly
Plenty wolf howling
all the winds out of spite

Cloud went through the sky
soul vystudil
I pounded on the glass
grin split
Patch holes on the face
song heights ludil
eyes in confusion
under the ashes looking for
The water is stirred up in a whirlpool
hooked, pulled
Heart Singing
network Lovcen
Do not wake me trouble
I tired to tears
salt to regale
The sun of the Father

Puddles vyuzhil, throat squeezed
a strangled groan
frizz traces
loop posted
Evil looking askance
etched beast
broken burnt
survive, endure
On the shirt zaalel
ripe cherries
arched
shoulders of ailing
In his pockets stuffed
thought unnecessary
Fingers mёrzlye
sparks ambulances

blocked the
Perevygorodil
Needless to share
We do not burn - smoldering
talked
Perevygovoril
Nothing to lose
flew

© Pavel Lapygin