Текст песни Татьяна Зыкина - Прана

Prana, you are my food, you are seasoning
You are my animal appetite.
Where are you? Where are we? Where are my manners?
And where are you my policemen?
I'm in Ormoton Captivity,
I lick shame.
I lick shame.
Crescent turn away
From under the umbrella of eyelashes
I dare to talk:

Even if I am ten thousand first
Even if I never kiss your hands,
I'm happy to die, remember.

You can only regret and say:
Stop, not with go crazy, but late, late ...
I want to root, tremble,
Drown, hug fog,
If you could become dust
In your keys ...
In your keys ...
BOSENDORFER silent,
I think up to five
And again on "Play", forgive ...