Текст песни Псы Вертинского - комплексы

The evening - do not sit at home,
No nicotine in the blood.
Relaxing; In eyes
Strange lights.

Left shattered day
Lip-synching laziness.
For hours rather late
Drink Sedna stars.

Do you hear the wind calling us?
On asphalt dust carries.
Do not bite or bark -
So, Che is taking.

The phone can hear the echo -
You're one of us had already left.
Tell me, how are you
And what is the plan today.

Night lights crazy light
Smoke funny cigarettes.
From the familiar lanes
Trail as hardened plaid.

He was, could not leave.
Flawless lines legs
And perfume & quot; Elle naturelle & quot ;,
Appetite et morte est elle.

Since it is not terrible darkness;
Call Mom's better.
And in her eyes, a glass,
Sadly, a lot of emptiness.

A fridge and a sofa,
Drunken robot addict.
They are knocking on the door for a long time neighbors,
We star bears.

Drunken complexes moon:
She kept us in the shade,
And this is known only
Only employees of the Research Institute.

Cigarette let the fire;
The poses, the scene in the style of & quot; nude & quot ;.
Shadows dance there dance
Type gimp crew.

You can go abroad
In Paris lie on the bottom.
It is so fashionable today:
A cross between a shit.

Where a taxi there and love,
Where's the coffee, there jazz.
It is sweeter than carrots ...

You can go abroad
In Paris lie on the bottom.
It is so fashionable today:
A cross between a shit.

Where a taxi there and love,
Where's the coffee, there jazz.
It is sweeter than carrots,
Buy it here!