Текст песни dругой ветер - Последний Кайф

Brane.
I'm so afraid of this stuff
And put your heart on the brink
Heat and cold.
Sgin !
Do not come and do not lie .
I hear your footsteps
In the veins of the city.

Anyone who loves to sniff drive,
Hating this life,
Catches here last thrill.

Here .
Your painted mouth
Swallows over my oxygen
And ash chokes .
Sleep
The foreign raw sheets .
Or maybe just going to die one of these days ?
And suddenly like ?

Anyone who loves to sniff drive,
Hating this life,
Catches here last thrill ,
Catches his last ...