Текст песни Моя дорогая - Гончар

every night from scratch
It is making a circle the earth
quietly rotates the ball
old potter
squinting at the red light
ancient nightlight
clay oppression briquette
warm hands
and smiling again
clouds in the beard
not knocking the beat
shepchet- so be it
by swimming worlds
fall silent and
knowing the final game
old potter
sows in fragments of prisms
the miracle of the sixth day
quietly breathing life
sculpts me
star vomit thread
srezhet send in the oven
live longer and louder
if the first - burn

try your vote
break the ice
I hear over your head
May it be so
to soak up the love
vision and backbone
to become wiser
then to
your Kindle Fire
a zoom sunrise
and immerse the hand
in matte terracotta
time until the morning
someone's fate to administer
Clay is cheese
Who will I choose