Текст песни Саша Культ - пауза

Let's put a ask you to pause
I am afraid that I will go down scrip from you
you are my movies and I'm your little theater
Critics ask close their mouths

I shaval basement too much dust
will be bad it does not matter to put down on a sheet
my brother notebook under the pen smoothly lies
and write us with him fucking text

then to the studio for the native microphone
I outlined in his soul and ask on the stage in Hall
I would like to blow blew but then nothing
begin anew, I write your text

the first album was ready that fall
soon release a second and then retired
this is not just a song that's my baby
and I to the best songs of his native people

You wait here all hear himself
go through the floor in the room and turn on my plate
old track zapilet me your ears for the ages
I came out of the closet that would strike