Текст песни Александр Лаэртский - Лиричный чувак

With every breath you take years and days,
You will not see the sun in the blue sky,
Body of a beautiful turn to dust,
When death will open their arms.
Remembering a wonderful time of youth,
You rubbed his temples, minutes apart,
You used to walk all is surprising -
And now you carry the burden of his senility ...

We - I lyrical dude ...

Time has come to regret the lost day,
That thee was named and boring and long.
Instead, the smell of roses and French perfume
You smell the sagebrush funeral.
Pales life lonely candle in the window ...

We - I lyrical dude ...
In every song I Komsomolets ...