Текст песни Катренко Ева - Следы

I will bother crumpled with a lacking forgotch
In the well dug recently
Similar more on the grave.
Foliage rotten, in the spring, faded, in a negroty star to fall
To the bottom where not getting
Any righteous forces.
Let him beat her new temple to death
Favorite crystal glasses
Memories that are not alive.
And instead of the above-mentioned them, bloodless lacquer taken
Loan from the dead priments.
The sprouts of knowledge in the will of the unreasonable one will come.