Текст песни Ми Сол - на упокой.

I'm well-worn sweater thee
to the holes
the only one who listens to me
This twitter
the only one who helps
smoke.

collections of poems to strangers on the shelf
quoting them, and my never read
and I'm trying to winter of the words make you a warm blankets
wanting pritendovat the fact that you went to my great T-shirt.

and you've got there, eight birds and isolation.

sky eats my old age
my sky sleep your prayers

We live out their accumulated fatigue

and accompanied by the hand to the peace of autumn.

go away, please go away
We love you very welcome.