Текст песни Мот - Если хочешь - мир к твоим ногам

If you want - the world at your feet
If you want - I'll go to him myself
This night
Me and you madam
That night, Babe
This night

Rake all your worries himself in the lotus position,
Looking to the heavens, a song written
Still I believe in miracles, in the mountains and forests
With my four wheels carry me there
Do not all of his poems suck from a finger
Do not torment yourself and build a sufferer
I will fight to the end - because my character
Rare bird, less than a pterodactyl.
Passed by bulldozers senses that for blasphemy -
Pull your tentacles everywhere, in a row, and still feel
Forget the desired value of love
I'm not, I'm not ready to buy it ruble

Stop all that hurts whip
I learned you from front to back just one day
And I realized what I live for

If you want - the world at your feet
If you want - I'll go to him myself
This night
Me and you madam
That night, Babe
This night

Have you been somewhere in the alley Chamberlain
Moscow already hundreds of vile cameras For you
Thousands of friends, thousands of hi Th
Thousand kakomivyaki with, not at all
Minutes turned into hours of waiting
Square stations, and to revolt
In any cafe or at home
Let's arrange our rendezvous
I this here vanilla persimmon knits
Uncertainty is worse than a prison, even
Going forward, I do not need is a compass
I trust myself and I find my Pocahontas

Stop all that hurts whip
I learned you from front to back just one day
And I realized what I live for

If you want - the world at your feet
If you want - I'll go to him myself
This night
Me and you madam
That night, Babe
This night

If you want - the world at your feet
If you want - I'll go to him myself
This night
Me and you madam
That night, Babe
This night