Текст песни Нателла Болтянская - Дон Кихот ХХ века

Out of habit because it's still,
And I still look in the morning in the window,
Where is still cold or dark.

I wear colorless from duct and holes
Loser troops parade uniform
And for some reason I will go save this world.

And no one called: in the bustle
And Morolawan duck, and the tanks are empty -
Between the car and the gift will not be a feature.

Because the gates preparing paradise
PPC - Breakdown Dark Sarai,
Hippous apostle, keyproof,


He doesn't even let me down on the threshold,
He will get a shabby such a nodule ...
Only a sports pattern that covered the shawl once.

And gypsy needle by dilapidated seam
Virtuoso and - anew - kill canvas ...
I don't seem to live before that.