Текст песни хуй знает что за хуйня - даже голос тошный

dream, please, let's fly
Let the train noise, in a tiny bedroom
This is our world, let's sleep with bodies
To the trapping of all, in the emptiness of our bedrooms
And they did not heal, insomnia benefit
Listen to mouth, you are unless you are late
glow in prose, we will not just
Hold the air, love with you.
Listen in the eyes, listen to voices
We do not back, we are in the limit on the poles
the soul is not Bosa until the hearts are trembling
Frams everything. Let the emptiness notice