Текст песни Черный Кузнец - Она

she dlelaet kind that can not fight
she pretends that her days angered
it can no longer be pricked
about the insensitive glance

she walked through walls
she wrote you
and pain warmed veins
releasing yourself from pain

and you drop it just
and you do not have quite
and you are its strong bondage
cargo banal problems

her home on the outskirts of the city
passing day, a blank page
B - cold kingdom
night potekshaya mascara on the eyelashes

in her home on the walls of paintings Dahlin,
in the bedroom - meket Babylon
in the bath - the Persian Gulf,
color paper crown

She loves to read dictionaries
and does not like old friends
her eyes beckon lights
and the cries of the people who left

She wants to kill you
It was just a prick
and stands long time to decide
Whether to score the decisive goal

printing days, one by one,
she forgets about time
but I love your nickname,
and your warm seimya

she wants it was winter,
and that there was no summer
it is here forever
it simply waits for a response

she leaves alone, trying not to look
trying not to look
leaving the last time
to not return