Текст песни Софья Колачевская - Гранулы

Not succumbing to the passions of Lucifer,
Shagnёsh you into the air, slamming the door behind him.
Earth from space as a sphere,
Do you like a little cowboy

Flying on space, look at your house,
Such it is small. senseless outcast
Do you often speculate about the past,
And your house seems hut

And our life is so incomprehensible to the mind.
It is difficult, picky, obscure,
But everyone chooses for himself
And we pull over a glass

Once you have this great fear uchuesh
Unknown pain unbearable worries
And all the world will meet this darkness
But the brain does not sustain our work

But suddenly everything will fall down on your head you
But the hand did not have time to come in time
His knees suddenly buckled in the fight
We'll have to sing me this

But you have fallen under the weight of anguish
And suddenly the thunder struck somewhere
You can not get up, have no hands
He crashed you hundreds of pellets