Текст песни Копюшон - По памяти рисую

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
From memory, I draw your face on the wallpaper
Warn if we go away and disappear immediately
I can not look at the tears, collect them in the puzzle

And break my heart, I - heartless image
French poetry strangle us with you at midnight
And under a cold shower, I got you for the belt
We escapes today, years back

I do not snotty rhymer, she knows the point
I cover its pages disappearing at night
Keep your palm and current hits
And she knows the value of words and kisses the soul silently silently

She sings, she pushes my heart morphine
And I'm sick and plus with you already considered dead
You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
From memory, I draw your face on the wallpaper

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
Scratching my life and chchch .. I haunted

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
Scratching my life and chchch .. I haunted

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
Scratching my life and I do not give rest