Текст песни Лисичкин Хлеб - Мертвая звезда

I am going through the spring, like the stone dead man hm b
On a pink horse from the blasted Hearts HM G
Medium of crowded holes
But a dead star, my mind is not left! EM Hm.
To you I carried live all the best inside
You prayed in trouble, please burn
Do not leave me, let me find at the end of the shelter
You remember the first cry, witness first
Now sprout asphalt on the field of clover
Splits the infloressections of the poison on white
You remember how I grew up on the farm for the joy
You saw the whole gloss and heard all the laugh
All horror mine is burning now in response
That pig is sleeping who was waiting for victories
Roads do not need a circle, not allowed, so well
After all, even now you are thinking my thoughts
I'm going at random between buildings and hills
Giving warmth homes to the glades of the dead
Slightly and invisible, but not finding peace
Do not leave me, allowing your image of your
Long took the shadow of caring catch
From torn networks, prayers, throwing, words
The remainder of the days in the handstone, rings among the flips
Salutes and conversations solemn rs