Текст песни KroK - Порочный сон

Brad delirious past the empty people
Turning the day of blank pages
Unfortunately for gathering a pile of long thoughts
But monogamy requires one

This cry from the heart, and maybe a mental deception
And I lie to anyone that does not give the time
Can you assure us go forth abroad
But your world - it's the Whore of Babylon

Remember, my dear, all this vulgar, gone
Bursting at the seams when the innocent past
More invisible pedestal abandoned property
Dreams of Poreshe and house in Poland

The noble knight who needs you?
Iskustno flattering caresses the ears
Pure thoughts withered source
Girl wake up, come on!

About muse, I beg you to please, Get Back
Without you, my life is a continuous Line Black.
heart brack, please come on stop.
It is not to inflame the bright flame of hatred.

Take the brush and let's draw happiness
Forget all the bad weather and in part
His heart Give me a wrench
The sincerity of feelings because it better