Текст песни ППР - Гранаты

oblivion brings us sweet torments
shaking sticky hands with excitement
I undressed and entered you are no longer your friend
Rare fruits falling loudly on the table

these are grenades these are grenades
this pomegranate is a rare fruit
these are grenades these are grenades
when they fall loudly on the table

which hardens and grows everything is already close
with seeds it will tear the walls by sprinkling
long throats will tear long letters
we love each other to eat rare fruits

these are grenades these are grenades
this pomegranate is a rare fruit
these are grenades these are grenades
this is when we love each other to eat

lie down (x4)

you and the spasms of happiness in the red haze
you shout grimace like me
you and the spasms of happiness in the red haze
you shout grimace like me

oblivion brings us sweet torments
shaking sticky hands with excitement
I undressed and entered, you are no longer a friend
teach me to love rare fruits (many times)