Текст песни Линда - Оспа

Quarantine is closed night
prickly smoke - dissolve us into white seams,
transparent slots ...
The light of dim lamps, lips flow down the drainpipes,
smallpox enters your hooks, my fins, a shark ...
Smallpox. . . In our city, smallpox ...
someone out of the snow
darkness steals the sky ...
Smallpox ...
Quarantine is closed in the morning, and there are only two of us,
you will remember this holiday with me, and my blood type ...
Pitfalls in stone rivers,
water tears with a cloth ...
If he didn’t die, he didn’t stand on the edge -
then you do not understand me never!
Smallpox. . . In our city, smallpox ...
someone out of the snow
darkness steals the sky ... smallpox ...
Smallpox ... in an inverted world,
we are alone in the desert ...