Текст песни Гром-Че - Ушёл поезд

Nibble, hungry dog,
Conscience remains of the soul scattered
In the corners of multicolored rash
It would be better to leave her tied
Poisoned, strangled in the chamber gas
Could quit at the beginning of the path on the platform
At the point of reference, the composition was drunk on the rails smooth
And I laid out the cut yes birch
Here on *** in the brod when and so everything is on the belt
It is clear, transparent, in short, the train went
And conscience with me spider on the neck
She has my relationship with my memory
All show the films of the past
The train went-nothing good
Names in the head on k, on l, on e
Yes, never in whose and why was Nore
Situations in which could do otherwise
In general pictures of these whole pack
And even more coats the consciousness at night
Inside sickening something, food asks for Tamagotchi
Not to fall asleep, then the side is not the one, then the legs tickle
Something in me is Zudit, murms
And hungry since last week
Come, lind, sleep in my bed
Spirit is healthy when you can love
When the happiness of a human trembling on the skin
From the joy of third-party sincerely tremble
Inside the equilibrium, you watch things easier
Gloomy lead cloud longing not hanging
Do not regret each stage and mission
And as a soul without conscience in ambush
Do not regret not about something, remember it