Текст песни Saty Jay - Белая лайба

Cold morning in memory
Oh white Laib take me home
Like a moth that flew burned a flame
White Laib though you're not goody not Noah

I'll be late to see off city
standing at a crossroads, and staring at the sky
I myself understand it is still too young
But I can not write all the silent verses
Nobody will give council no one will answer
Our song sung dotlela cigarette
Now, with the wind in the new summer
And there already you will not likely
Zaschekochet smoke
and now
we do not not admire sostekovatsya
we can not not pereseketsya
but I do not you
do not forget to dream
not given to them to come true eternal plan stall
and does not get through to you

and caught a glimpse through the window of house
as well as all life flies will not notice
Now it does not matter who is to blame
The result is one of the same can not be found
it makes no sense to play and to wash faces
someone convince someone to win
This blocking all the way
I myself would go