Текст песни Para-Mi - минус одиннадцать

if I was asked about my breath, I would have said nothing
and drew a dotted line . hear songs that sick ,
heard of people who listen to a song, and then they feel sick
apart. dreams are stuck in the gums , and then still
wake up . minus eleven - and the wind drinking SMSes from his fingers .
minus eleven - and you can see kissing on upturned face of the city.
or maybe you can not. and may not be kissing . its beautiful tedious
words could not say the main thing - the pain can not be heard .
silent inside.
rain slanting stitches sewed diapers newborn windows.
poltsiferblata to you, I wanted to go home , fall asleep with damp hair,
to divert attention and discreetly hide raw eye pillow.
come to your town to stop smiling beaten , delete
these strong coffee stains . one girl was trying to change her life.
one boy and did not try to cheat on her .
people break up, and then wait for someone to scream first .
rain smashed his head against the cheek of machines, so ridiculous . is a non- summer.
endless scarves, down and out feelings
short love story , take a ruler .
minus eleven - and wants to overturn the window all those smiles .
but still just apply pressure on the heart , well, shut up though.
and you just try these fun brown eyes.
they necessarily be bitter. and what the heck,
they also dare to laugh a minute ago ?! cried phone call.
child for the new year wearing an oxygen mask and began to cry . it is also polyphony .
if I was asked about my breath, I would put a dash .
and all would have thought that is dotted .