Текст песни Tka4evniK - Картина в окне

Sat, sure
Like me before the table.
A day - an hour,
Sent gaze out the window.
There they Apostle?
Oh, come on!
As for whether the person knocking at the door
Calculate the guest.
Your fist on the table,
Just too late and whether,
not interfere with treason,
Wife in tears go.
Bite the walls!
Embossed
Door
Already more than once in the circle of news.
Neighbors laughing
Will induce melancholy.
The hour has struck much sky vosseyat
On interruption pole.
Bird is the circling, all to give
With gold one,
On fracture of coma
Even the police were unlikely to go,
A grandmother with flight poreshat that's what.
But here and soars, and that at the hearing,
District - he is here
It came a day.

They met in absentia
And that's what I say,
Eliminated anyone
And as in any any floor.
Can not you hear
That's the noise?
Do not themselves have created
These lines in the home?
We kindled fire
And the window in the darkness,
Do not pass the kind that reality.
Embracing a boundless offer -
Raise your hand and continue the game.