Текст песни Генри Бэсхэ - Внутренний дом

The house in which change light
The light, which in general there is no
The light that came piss
On the wind, his mother, his mother!
Wind does not breathe without a soul
Leaves, bitch stirs
Leaves crawling in my footsteps
Az your mother, your mother will repay!

House
prescribed by a doctor
Abandoned around the corner
My inner house
The House that Jack did not build
The house where the dead man ...
My inner house

And I give, but the house is not a fool
And together we're going to the pub
Full of happy well-fed flies
A friend he told me, or no friend !?
House lnёt, fins, murcit
And of course I'm losing keys
Without the key is just a house
Any asshole pissed!

prescribed by a doctor
Drunk around the corner
My inner house
The House that Jack did not build
The house where the dead man ...
My inner house