Текст песни Константин Ступин и группа Ночная трость - Героин

Let the wind damage my sadness
In the distant edge
There, where heaven.
My God is my buzz, my most worst enemy
Walk away, go in the night of my fear.
Let my shadow steal someone's dreams,
My dreams with me, I'm waiting for spring.
Spring will come to give love,
Spring will wake us up, spring will warm blood.
And heroin in the spring will warm us
Yes, there will be jazz, that's this class!
And heroin in the spring will warm us
Yes, there will be jazz, that's this class!