Текст песни M.E.T.R.O - Почтальон

Becomes insulting, sometimes ,
Watch in the mirror as the year goes .
Entangled in the pockets of the wire.
With similar content heavier head .

Is it worth it to stay away from you?
With outstretched arms and fly two steps .
When dodged the right way :
Waiting in the corridors , the one who is to come ?

I'm waiting for the postman with meadows infinitely happy.
He manages to dispel any bad weather .
I'm waiting for the postman with meadows infinitely happy.
He manages to pick up all along.

All hell manners and customs,
Not every word free world .
Sometimes funny things are not worth a penny .
Step to the sun - much more expensive .

Forces are not tired to hold on to the rays .
Nobody supported . I was exhausted and fell.
Unpleasant crushed on the reality of the truth.

At Last! Come on . Took out all the keys .
Not Tom . All steps are repeated , start ...
With outstretched hands fly .