Текст песни Тбили - а на районах всё по-старому

but in all areas of the old
I saw how many masks flew from mouth this year
Hip-hap one-two, one in the mouth swallow
I get to vacation a reality in hell
people jumping through the windows, the bodies jump into the wet
wire is not stuck, the robot is not securely hooked
mode - broken, probably because
Robots recharged sticking new muddied
found a cut diamond, then do not go kicking
they melted away under us after the third face
toothless piranha, but I'm not with you
I am a stranger in this world, plush stuff
cotton like Gummi Bear
Wolves squeak teeth in the constellation with the worlds
where monkeys scare trunks
the heavens on a sled ...
I hang
this spring-world
brother of weights
no descriptions of a fairy tale
fuck Scales us
hang themselves
much love weighs sold doe.