Текст песни Парадная Ленина - Привет

Hello, sleepless nights, my sheets are bleeding
From writing lines from unwittingly points
In our sudbe.My The city fire
Where is reborn each other insults for tomorrow,

And deliver sots.seti obscure references
In which each of us is looking for its premises
Possible embrace, trembling gut,
Going to his house is not in a subway car.

Night life exists on both sides of the windows,
But without your kisses and curly locks,
 walk of the capital, and I am one of methane,
Losing the edge of life in brilliant glass windows.

I met all the sunrises and dedicated them to you,
Although today nobody cares for it, and even I,
I breathe smog in the sleeping areas.

Stop Tobacco pause, silence
Among the busy streets such random.
The percentage of probability to move closer
Less than zero at the opposite movement.