Текст песни НОМ - Чудесные мгновения

Gone are wonderful moments,
Rollover copper basin.
The touch of my fingers
I do not care about you anymore.
Forgotten wet kisses
And recreational areas,
Hireyut sinful desires,
Curse shackled mouth.

Homer, one heart,
It flies in a foreign arrondisman,
On foot tenacious portdepeshnik
Stores the message as a talisman.

Zadran nose Mohammedan
It looks at the Eurasian Crane,
Lousy dog, alone in the fog,
Go-wandering through the fields.
The wormhole coat or nude
Do not hide from you the words piita,
I Baltic garbage
I kicked his hoof.

They say that the ugly
Rush to the new calls of the lips,
And you dance a quadrille could
In the house where the body cools down?

Piano key fuse,
And the day is transparent as glass.
It seemed that a lot of the time,
But it turned out, has expired.

He sits down on a fly jam,
Tear not blur the eyes,
Finger my touch
Do not bother you anymore.

Close, close, close to the house,
Low, low dwarf in it ...