Текст песни Biopsyhoz - пой

Standing in the midst of the fire, thousands of people filling their energy
Not singing - flying in the language of his soul.
God, it's not the music, I want to live for such moments,
I will do everything to soar above the crowd
And most fall into the stream of candor sound
I want to cry like a child finally has found his mother ...
I accept this nasty, dirty, body and intentions.
I need your cleansing.
I want to be close to toboy.spoy.
Spread your wings, bloodshot.
jump ... I lechu.lechu for toboy.spoy. spoy.spoy sing sing.
moments are not repeated, and not rewound more back.
everything will remain in memory only.
I did not take off, because the born crawl,
and you're also feed the crowd of his spiritual krasotoy.spoy.
perhaps we never will cross,
but I will always know that you exist,
and you'll always know that I am the crowd. sing sing.
Spread your wings, bloodshot. bounce. I'm flying. I treat you. sing sing sing spoy.spoy.