Текст песни БЦХ - Частоту ресниц.

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The frequency of your eyelashes
sun -scorched
Like a needle in a haystack
found in memory
Picked up in dreams
wheezing utter
And to hear your
aspiration
Grabbed from under the skin
volatility days
To run the bridge
without shod feet
The interjection of rivers
and your shoulders
In vain down and died
in silence strings
My dream is weak
and the words still lies
The magic of two hands
to blame for
Through time
Hope me go
No step on them
Under one umbrella