Текст песни Nebo 7 - Он другой

sky sideways skewed
and how many mistakes we
ponadelali looking for happiness
the size of a pea

we are good people
and so will no longer
throw each other
for the sake of sensation of flight.

where the heart is? ice there.
the path is not easy,
but happiness is waiting
with gift ribbon.

and repeat this summer
ten times have you in
bedroom, not under the gun
but still undressed.

everything about autumn say.
Eight guys syndrome
when the song endlessly
flies on repit.

I'll be quiet, not piknuv,
walking alone in sweatshirts.
if wormy heart
the failure to extend the peaks.

I was not at the peak of fame,
but I know drinks.
that quench thirst
to be with you. true

uppercase. propopizdona
it is necessary to give me for these words
and his heart melted.
and he is now in his chest cramped.

________

days are all gone for nothing.
Life fly people
as a seasonal bird
yielded to the occasion

you want in the summer sun
just lie in the south
and I will say that, in principle,
really I miss.

_________

I suppose not sinking
I wonder who else
arrives as I
because I'm a bit sad looking

among the concrete walls schurus
it is, as I see, is still there.
that can write a verse
even though a thousand times.

and you then considered clean.
though, I'm sure not.
People are obsessed with numbers.
share nothing to me.

where our doors?
where we night as loud noise.
all autumn and all winter
before the spring thaw.