Текст песни коньяк с вишневым соком - борьба

last thing,
what you see -
rightness among closed windows.

What if you're right, and they are not?
kinestetika gives shock.

pain in the groin up to the familiar story,
on your person no seats.
you feel sad and lonely?
because you are sad and lonely.
this is not the store on the couch,
even Fargo.

"I told you, there is no space!"
Two weeks hunched, reputed
unit in the office cell.
the smoke from the air do
steelmaking mouths.
movements of ballet
Evening - party
forty, skate calf.
the middle class is not understood by anyone.
Sing, sing and continue to
wake up all the bears in the forest.

with moss looking at north,
Mirkwood in wicker spoons knees.
lumps drawn to the falls.
it's not by accident.

It is running the third km from the mouth of the foam.
silence - a great gift
the second birthday of the year.
nevertheless gradually maturing,
increasingly come to believe
What if I am right and they are not?