Текст песни ВТ - Заплелась Узелками

Braided knots naughty life
Rebellious thread, despicable scum
I hardly felt the old world
Stepping up to his waist in the roadside mud

He throws up his hands the fate of the old woman
He shrugs his shoulders, laughs in the face
Rusty gate, glanced pipe
If I do not podohnu - write letter

Black haze angrily looked at the trail
Hidebound memory cold delirium
And salty drops flowed into the light
And I stood there and laughed for all to see

What are you nervous bitch hiding eyes
And led away furious glance?
I do not care anymore, look - here I am
All bridges burned and no way back

So I'll sing a song
And look at the faces of the dead of the crowd
And to believe that someday will break in April
Tearing inside crude void