Текст песни Ann Tricks - Глупо губить цветы

You bend at the comma sign into a solid and ferris ellipsis
You bend the shouting, in a ringing, beating between the ribs honed
He crunches, tearing chest
Rveshsya vessels hands grid
To see it firsthand

All banal, and, of course, has long been written about all
All told, about love and pain imaginable
Throw in the dirt is terrible heart
Reduced inertia
It is because of all matter

Blood nourishes him dirt, remains a little, you
You know, one day it will sprout: flowers
You'd held the knife over his heart
No they do not warm up
But so stupid to ruin the flowers.

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The knife is in the bone, near the wonderful garden, the heart has dried up, and the man died
And when we again have to go through hell, I will remind you how short-lived a century
Heart, blood, feelings of jealousy and longing.
And how foolish to ruin the flowers.
It's so stupid to ruin the flowers.
How stupid to destroy the flowers ...