Текст песни Ленивый День - Выдох

I am a fortuneteller
I am a fortuneteller
Love me on the floor
I will get sick, I will die
Don't tell anyone that I weathered the string
Who kissed you in the nameless wind

Exhalation
At TV stations
And the whole world
In truth, few
Pain
In a cold throat
I will fill the song
By you

I'm a head healer
In a robe of different colors
I'm ready to choke
From phone calls
Tell everyone about
That I burned down someone's house
When I thought about
That we won't be together

Exhalation
At TV stations
And the whole world
In truth, few
Pain
In a cold throat
I will fill the song
By you