Текст песни Mr. Humbert - SOS

In frame,
In a puppet children's theater
Where you can become Cleopter
Where are all the tangles cards
Gambling
Right,
I seem to be out
The roots allowed gradually
In these drooping walls,
I am a twenty.

Us
Hid here Karabas Barabas,
How do money hide in the mattress
How hid the face of fantomas.
This time!

Fear
No longer, only a turtle
We were brought from Barack
In the field of blooming poppy.
But!

Notes, people, lambad, focus,
The brain turned into a swamp.
I hug someone.
Who are you ?!

S.O.S.
I am a whole Malvina in the cake,
Piero, probably to me
There is a specific question.
Cho?