Текст песни Мертвые дельфины - я способен на безумья-я не здоров

Have some of my palms dry water
Breathe in, breathe out offensive, dope grass
Cover me with a blanket of children's voices
I'm capable of madness I'm ill ..

The moon shines in the sky, one ...

Last time let me hug,
Dry leaves deep-fried branches
They understand me, so do not take away,
Hope for the salvation of infected cells ..

I fall to pieces rotten flesh
The soul is silent darkness shrouded white
I am a bird without wings dream of flight
I We divide death I contaminated with cancer ..

I like the dry dying flower,
In me the one who lives at my expense cancer germ,
Cover me with a blanket of children's voices
I'm capable of madness I'm not healthy ...

The moon shines in the sky, one ...
Not for me, it shines ...

Last time let me hug,
Dry leaves deep-fried branches
They understand me, so do not take away,
Hope for the salvation of infected cells ..

I fall to pieces rotten flesh
The soul is silent darkness shrouded white
I am a bird without wings dream of flight
I We divide death I contaminated with cancer ..