Текст песни Нука Т - Чужие батареи

All the same, someday
you get tired to listen and hear me,
Lines pluck lips and jump off the roof,
Nothing will be left on the road except for the midday haze
After the rain, as happens when the
If memory is not an error has crept in

Because as we accidentally impossible,
What words drop on the asphalt?
What the hell do you a poet?
Will you answer ,
And as before
You'll be right.

You can bask
From strangers batteries
From free online
Heat.
What the hell do you a poet?
Too many expectations,
What words will
The addressee,
To my fly,
With the smell of wild mint,
I've collected everything,
Besides, what do you say,
What tired of me.

I promise not to break the dishes,
Do not shout ,
Do not slam the door.
I turn around and leave,
But you
I do not forget.
I love you ,
For that I'm sorry.