Текст песни Кибалион - Сирота

I have a wound on my heart
I have war in my heart
He leaves in the morning early
And more and more often - from Bokun

Cap, Cap, Cap.

Wax ski me not lubricate
And does not drive anywhere
I will not tell me anything
Never now

Cap, Cap, Cap.

Smoking folder Papirosa
What and how much - hockey with the ball
And all my questions
Only the answer "Yes, and I happen"

Slam the door and mother will pay
Momka, I love you!
Teen, I will solve the task
Folder of our kill

Cap, Cap, Cap.

Wax ski me not lubricate
And does not drive anywhere
I will not tell me anything
Nor now and never.

Pill tears on the pillow
Zaget Salted Water
We throw us like a toy
And lose forever

So tell me God for
Do people you or cattle?
With live, healthy baot
Your orphan children.