Текст песни сонши алеф - серебряный сёрфер

So
You can grow a tree
of small grains,
as
someone intent
It turns into action.
Slow
continued rotation of the Earth,
as
atom around the nucleus,
as
na ballerinas around the thigh.
Until morning
the countryside pouring in buckets,
and then
I rolled a pair of long firecrackers,
and he pulled his arm notebook.
My brother talked for a long time,
but the words flew somewhere past me,
and then I kerf,
something
should be changed,
and that so
can
long
impassable wander.

And I washed his face,
and he opened his eyes,
and when he saw his reflection in a glass darkly.
I froze for a moment,
and I wanted to say something,
but then came the ball, and all were drowned predawn silver.

This morning we did
extremely necessary
normalization of mental vibrations -
EQ Dzhya!

Well Th Mani, let fyzhnem ... Dunem ... pafnem Maleh,
Yes I flew flew ... how ....

As the Silver Surfer in shabby baseball cap,
Purple Swagger Shoku,
Cultural Negro Shoku.
The grated sneakers -
In the open space!
You waited a long time hop?
So he is a brother -
the songs that we sing.
Gotham ECAT
Shoku OM LAB
NESQ RAYONS