Текст песни d.handy - м и л ы й с п л и н

return to the familiar streets , and by the hand to remove flakes from the gate
standing at the door of access where none of you do not go down ,
where no one is waiting for you .

freeze yourself consciously
and screaming in intercom without typing code.
breathing the last time
in the last days of the year

08/12/14