Текст песни Loc Dog - Волна

Wave I will peak over you
I choke with water
I scream shut the door behind me
and you razmoesh coast of shame
I was staying there left there
although you do not know the salt sand
grin view winter ostynesh to zero
I applauded the soldiers loyal to you
but this song I came up to you yesterday
Today there behind the door, I built a house
it is measured at the height of Floors
and the fool that wants to attract attention
jump from it forever remains alive and disgraced
I will be in your favor
I'm going because I decided to be here
hi same crazy passers
we have gathered to live to live here
the sun shone over the earth even a shout
Meteorite having carried sound waves (at the moment)
head knocked around me longingly
and departed sharply from the sands of simple motif

and rushed bright blind passion
and drove fast Crazy Paradise
do not die hands of the person peripherals capital began to dance
in the power of metal no sweets
Love me or put your skill to live
cautious or where it is written above
Mountain cold we stay clean
if there is a fire smokes means
PUSH button each time a different result
you want I love you but I'm flawed
and therefore does not become blameless me
surrounded by a painfully milk
lohom will burn vodka on wine then
it is not the fault of someone else's
Stage one head of natural selection
jump with me there will always be like this
after routine prophetic nature will give me a chance
get out of cash to get into the dirty hands to the beat
somewhere at the stations be paid for the goods
night long wave I without you ahueval
prowling eyes in thick volumes
I blushed with shame as the tomato as a machine
charge thought smacked in the eye
He winked and blinked himself outside himself
another race to account for labor simple
leaves I collected all drunk again smelled smoke
and I decided that vedus quartered there
in one ear City
to another input-output still crazy nonsense
take home with them to read will give the feet a furious run
to this moment is not absorbed
I saw the beach of sand and adorned his silver berth
silver under no life but sadly waiting
still weak pull on the lights
their leaders have sunk into the temple
snoring at night, he threw the dead man awakes
under the veil of the philistine Print
Each concept and is seen as a bureaucrat
Cover me where plants mud
otmoy their behalf, I want to see your eyes
where the TV sockets seduced a hundred times
more than the son of birth and heaven