Текст песни Plume - Собаки

You're probably bored
When all very seriously
Under the new whisper wrist
Transparent glitter stars
And in the heart of a dog barking
It has long been disobedient

In the eyes of road signs
By April so indifferent
But you're ready to attack
And until the end, if you want to
Washed off hands, forgive
But silence has won

And it does not matter who I
kill twice
And it does not matter who I
And it does not matter who I
kill twice

If it would be possible to
Fall in heaven foam
Open all the city roofs,
Break all the city walls
And watching with interest,
What people write lights

And it does not matter who I
kill twice
And it does not matter who I
And it does not matter who I
kill twice