Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - Мёртвый Купидон

Dead Cupid

World of black tire rubber,
Closed iron doors,
Broken teddy bears
And dead, unnecessary people.

Palit Cupid from Curb
For those who through cold and darkness
Cares in other people's incidents
To sleep in them on an empty stomach.

Whispering Cupid on the ear
That happiness is not given to him,
I snatched the braid at the old woman
And went to the night window.

On the elevator, the fate does not catch up.
My light illuminated heaven!
The crown remained on the throne
Spit fell on the ground.

Alcoholic neighbor from the balcony
The cigarette cigarette cigarette.
About the wall of the altitude house
Crashed enthusiastic hum.

Night silence stunned,
I hugged a concrete threshold ...
I will find a cupid tomorrow
And first click on the trigger!

A.V.S.