Текст песни Поэты по нутру - Нет ответов на вопросы

No answers to questions
Let them just reset
As the phone
Inside too much pain
She leaves an ulcer in the soul hole
Santimetry motives tavern to vomit
Nausea and Sartre in place only for a smoke
Time heals, and we forget about everything but then
Only then after us, the deluge
God - this is heaven and I have long lost their native shore
Turned into a river, your tears like rain in Moscow
You want to know my sadness listen to these tracks
No rekita only Czekaj these verses
What a lonely pine in notebook sheet
Do not describe to you in words what is happening in the minds of
My mind is like a bird soars in the sky
The wind is blowing in my ship sails
God ate moving it will carry on the reefs
And where you do not expect necessarily a place for trouble
Smash soul like crystal balls
Cracked Antarctic ice floe
We find ourselves as the heroes of Gorky at the Day
But I send greetings to you, even from the bottom of the deep
Time will come, will come the cold, my spiritual hunger
Tear this whole world in half
We cut yellow falling leaves
For the sins of all because there are greedy
The patch will fix all the problems we
As the official laws and amendments
How to help in the military to be free from the army
I've been composing your entire aria, but not on the script
Lanterns light the way, not to be confused in the darkness
But I choose to merge down the drain
Facing north-east folds into another line of verse
I know that will not lose, I know I'll find his own way but still somehow not on itself