Текст песни Крики Бабочек - Шарик

I buy answers or changing banks with the ashes
On the torn flags with empty bottles
In my campaigns are no more trophies

A dead homely
But still more beautiful than living without a cause
I'm on the last breath puffed out balloon
And he fell to the ground
And he said ... I have seen ...

A country club in a new film about heroes
To tear film - the mechanic climbed on stage
He recounted how could words
He danced, waved his arms

I'm on the last ruble bought a ticket in the aisle
And in the morning it snowed, fluffy black snow
And red flames above him the sun was rising ...

I'm on the last breath puffed out balloon
And he fell to the ground
And he said ... I have seen ...