Текст песни Без имени - Простые мысли

PEreteraem we on one hand packages neglyazhe
where the one who rubbed those who neschite
Gde that type? I was on the needle
I looked there every transmission TRTI not zhelets
First there every addict
and I what? which is already very dependent
prostiti expensive police
in the stairwell on the walls pricked with needles
three people an hour ago adequacy
now no, listen cop! you we did not necks
we ourselves know what is there to say good afternoon and his salam
is here to have a weight by weight
to baptize road driver
how to prove to him that there is no God? faithful servant waiting for death
And I thought to escalate under the hood
spyatal eyes to mother did not recognize
the surrounding falls laugh hunger, rain snow