Текст песни Olivia - В крематорий швырну мечты

In crematorium shusor dreams,
Sarnish Rold Napalm.
Laughing you click
Learning: "Handra attacked?"

I wonder for dreams after
By sending the illusions.
"Plug?" "Thank you. No.
My reason me sober roads.

I did it so
He climbed high randomly.
Fucking - grab managed,
Saved a hidden secret.

But dreams do not bother to burn,
Sometimes it is very necessary.
Mothering "mentally" mother ...
What in the bottle, tell me for sure? "

"Moonshine from the latest dreams,
And a little very madness. "
"Jooked?" "Not soldiers. Seriously".
I smile in the answer thoughtlessly.

I accept your glass,
I trust, perhaps stupid.
On the burnt dreams of Cankan
Do not dance, fearing rumors.

Crematorium has long trades,
And in the pipe howling the wind.
Fans with you
And throws ashes in glasses.