Текст песни F.L. Project - Бумажный мир

Dipping the brush into the paint, draw a new heaven
Draw new stars, paper making people
Houses made of transparent ice
And along the roads in the forest Express nowhere

Build the world according to the laws of origami
With a large scale and sharp edges
With a beautiful backdrop of hundreds of thousands of stars
Bordered happiness and beaches of dreams

To do so, that would look like it was not
What it used to be where the people and the life of beef shit
Where in the center of flame flare vryatli
Where the word of a heavy stone

Through the open windows, kites
Blowin 'fate in the clouds
The paper doors, real people
All the while knocking endlessly

But in response to silence, silence, silence
Someone does not hear you, this is my paper world

And that night again,
tear break on the surface of the white sails
Lace zapletutsya in bonds
Do not let go not for that

Pushcha poets meeting in consumption
Books famous and legendary brands
After all exactly who is now up to them is a matter of
Tusy all important and how to fuck someone's body

Then the list newspaper articles about the wars
Tabloids, favorite words on oboinu
Photos family and children's drawings
only stubs for you

Powerful with a bang as if hitting the press
Ax cut down the heart of
In place of the words go into action bullet
These are the people we

Paper world, the paper world

Through the open windows, kites
Blowin 'fate in the clouds
The paper doors, real people
All the while knocking endlessly

Cut out the names on their sins
Whitespace in my heaven will be only your ashes

Cut the paper along the walls of the words
Again, oozing blood from the veins of paper