Текст песни мори - тонкая душевная организация

fine spiritual organization,
or the heart in a dirty rag wrapped?
love all around, I want to be good -
or just afraid of being alone?
trying to get better -
or try to justify their actions intentions.
I'd like to spit on everything
that can make me stronger.
but for some reason it becomes disgusting?
why no mirrors in the house?
Why reflection in windows
if in the negative. like
someone else?

I stavnovlyus easy.
my lungs filled with tobacco smoke
despite the promise never to smoke.
I am suffering from a hangover in the morning
While talking to the mother that I do not drink,
I come to an empty house late at night
staggering, touching the wall, looking for balcony
and only the views of the evening city
drives away drunken sleep.

man thin sincere organization
whisper in the back, that & quot; it has everything is & quot;
and, probably, & quot; it will have nothing else & quot ;.
you stay one, suffers cannonade
languid thoughts in my head.
moment when you regret not themselves
called & quot; the last limit & quot ;.

I become easy.
I get a black spot.
I cough every day
every hour
every moment
each
framework of ..