Текст песни Кот Шрёдингера - Лица Падают На Пол

I got rid of the moon itself
He scattered the stars themselves
Yes whether with a drunk
Whether tired of everything and everyone
From the window in front of a sniper sends
All calculations and your account rasschёtny
Pray devils
To make it all the way around
Persons falling on the floor
Carnival unfortunately passed
Whose long neck whose deck is wider
All this - rock 'n' roll
And to me that the grader that upgrade
Vera drink No Hope
I and my love
Change Che Guevara Castaneda
Bathrobe smelled youth
At stake is a total sopromat
shoot detail
On the ticket to reality and back
But zaboyalsya Scarlet Sails
Yes of sails nashil panties
In all formats
All shades of meanings and colors