Текст песни Обе-Рек - С головой под одеяло

No promises, I believe that I will be with you,
My returns are your expectations.
Bold children bent over rapid river,
All just a step - and there is no distance ... distance ...

Do not talk about me, everything will be wrong,
Circling in the stream, faithfulness calls beaches,
I promise to withstand hundreds of attacks,
And nothing vyplyvem somehow themselves. Themselves ...

With his head under the blanket,
L was a lot or a little - in a whirlpool! In the maelstrom ...
In this gloomy stream
Our years, our line sink. Drowning ...

How to explain it to you? You need to read between the lines,
Crumpled morning drills blind eyes,
I accept the mad flow
And embrace eternity dry hands ... hands ...

With his head under the blanket,
L was a lot or a little - in a whirlpool! In the maelstrom ...
In this gloomy stream
Our years, our line sink. Drowning ...

No promises, I believe that I will be with you,
Your returns are my expectations.
Bold children play on the terrible river,
All just a step - and there is no distance ... distance ...