Текст песни Посев - Седьмой прохожий

The leaf flew to the destination of the wind
Stones fall on the heads of passers-by
it means a war in half a meter
This is something similar to misfortune
Disease nostalgically climbed higher
And I'm a shameless one walking on the roof
I'm the seventh passer-by
I'm the seventh passer-by
Summer will come
The smell of flowers will end the smell of burning
There is such a thrill in the sky this sun
It will destroy all earthly creatures
Insects flies crawl into the soul
And I sent them and said that you are bitches
I'm the seventh passer-by
I'm the seventh passer-by
Walk more fun harder hangover
In the morning the mind breaks useless there
And in the shower, insects cover the housewarming
And you turn on the first time
But you went towards beginnings
And I went with you
I'm the seventh passer-by
I'm the seventh passer-by