Текст песни DiXX - Маршрут по ходу не тот

we will be hard to escape from his hands happiness holding
boredom holding rails through the turnstiles and we are without tickets
this metro branches as the wind blows I so want a breath of fresh air
kudato but we always go, there is a time of all ages and also my mood

I did catch airing nicotine light, barely lifting heavy legs
rozvilki going up on the familiar road and hike today
too late I will go after in unfamiliar terrain
and I will go with a different planet in the hope to meet you there for a meeting but only the wind

proprёt someone else who's crazy descend
and who do all the binding nepoymёt which brings me
but there is a part of the route along the netot

proprёt someone else who's crazy descend
and who do all the binding nepoymёt which brings me
but there is a part of the route along the netot

I get on the ground and now it's spring
from above the sky falling tears wet hair
not save the hood will not save cap
He went under the porch kazyrёk smokes a cigarette

mind spins new yet unrecorded song
Shoto on such
I just wanted to smoke just like to be sad
or be with me, and all these three tracks including the
one person in the winter I killed, I will kill the spring and summer sostvetstvenno

retro music under snere and Clapham
acapellas if I substitute something unspeakably ask the wind ask the wind

proprёt someone else who's crazy descend
and who do all the binding nepoymёt which brings me
but there is a part of the route along the netot

proprёt someone else who's crazy descend
and who do all the binding nepoymёt which brings me
but there is a part of the route along the netot

in this silence softly melting time
I fell asleep with the telephone receiver near his ear
there are short beeps and she cried throwing tube
while our little these men dismantled by kuchochkam

I hid it in these lines on the pages of a notebook
to audio recordings and photographs and watched as the SIM card over the lighter melted
nastudii then click on Record, and all this will raskaz in four minutes
four minutes, four minutes of love sadness, four, and I have let

moments autumn fallen leaves, night lights in the windows
kratory highlights your moon on my lonely Mars

proprёt someone else who's crazy descend
and who do all the binding nepoymёt which brings me
but there is a part of the route along the netot

proprёt someone else who's crazy descend
and who do all the binding nepoymёt which brings me
but there is a part of the route along the netot