Текст песни Дездемон Сидоров x Greensheet - Танец

Call, but your angel is captive,
You live your house looks like a coffin
You go confidently to the bottom
And instead of the sky, ceiling

And day after day yesterday
Waiting on a cold soup plate,
Score on the torment and fuck
Do not turn into a living corpse

Live! As it is! Like the first time!
Kaifui! Love! Came! Bunteu!
Not solemn, your hour comes
In the meantime, dancing dance!

Dance on the knife blade
In the opening windows, in the clouds
Dancing bones dobezzha
Until you laugh in dust.

Dance on the knife blade
In the opening windows, in the clouds
Dancing bones dobezzha
Until you laugh in dust.