Текст песни стефания данилова - Убегает чёрт из черт твоего лица

Runs hell of features on your face,
replacing itself synonymous with & quot; God & quot ;.
In the corners, instead of pink dust pollen
from some other eras.

Know one perceives these actresses arthrosis
Pogorelov theater, they do not know the basics.
How many times have you wanted is not roses, and Reese,
continuing to go to the call

all thee have not encountered on the way,
all paths had not managed to go under your steps.
But apathy has replaced appetite
It touches the second jaw,

Substituting thee not pass
fools and fools, and under the wind's seven hills.
You open the gift in itself, and more - Radar
on the people of your psalms.

For each tune, to mow in the summer
Trin-grass-ants niochemnogo tryndezha.
To fly in the palm of his hand on the ice
without falling and mortality.

You sing it. And everyone believed that - he,
not upset any raster to learn that - no.
No offspring in jail, nor delight in teremu
God does not see you in the eyeglass.

You are crazy. In your home everyone
forgets that all the underground close to an hour.
How many of them rested a hand on the doorframe?
Fingerprint - the iconostasis.

On the red-hot coal on his knees in the corner - not you
to explain to someone in the language of prayer.
And for the first time is not impossible to deal with the sweetness of the void,
and no one hurts you.

Becoming a friend of yourself, you become completely different -
so live on the belongings of the past are not grieving.

Runs fear of the lines under your hand,
not replacing anything itself.