Текст песни fимиам - Серебряный век

silver Age
minor scales
Absent or crack
Rodney than Mom
And dull pupil
In the eyes of a misanthrope
Poems about anything
So complete ass
Silver smoke
silver bars
I'm deaf
I will buy a guitar
And I will write
Symphony of fear
And then I tell
Follow all on dick
He paints the eyes
And powder we mind
He would tie
And finish infection
Naive waiting
End of the dirt
But soon realize
All the filth of ecstasy
In general, it's cool
Do not think about the light
When everything sucks
All at once poets
silver Age
I like a gloomy cloud
I am not human,
And something abruptly

And someone will come
And someone tell
About eternal sunrise
And other Lajoux
We spit in his
open heart
He is the son of one
And even worse
dance friends
The coffin is difficult
And if you can not
And you want to, you can
With all the discos
Gathering in one heap
I am not human,
A torn case

Chorus
silver Age
Remove person
He probably does not hang in a rush
silver Age
Hang the man
He seems to hang in the buzz.