Текст песни Айра - похуй

You can not call and do not look for me in contact
I do not have an online heart not waiting for calls
And I'm with the boys after the feast on the hut
I won't pour a lot to say that only healthy
And I waited for a call when there was love,
overwhelmed with a feeling sincere no longer important
what was there we have or what will happen again
But no longer be it before
a lot of soul pain pile
Then I thought about you and was some chance
And now I am alone and how it became fuck
What is not with me what tied us
I did not argue it was seriously broken first time
And I wanted to call or send a letter
but in my head only the words are not a lot of filth
broke thoughts in dust because you wanted so much
On the soul now everyone has its own spring
Everyone has its own thought in the text
I as an artist I spend the night of the canvas
and in the head picture of the muse but not yours
at night there is a quiet hello from the past
You make me Masha's hand we are somewhere in heaven
it does not change anything but still nauseous
Without your smile, depth in your eyes