Текст песни Другой Ветер - Счастье Зверя

Drawing the fingers in the blood
Dozens of unshed tears,
One scratch love
And the dream as long narcosis,
You're stepping on ourselves,
Soles pressed fear.
And staring at you,
Hiding in the stone houses.

Spring face wash,
And go to look for happiness beast.
And when you get home,
You will see the spittle at the door ...
And you will not believe.

Through the rain and three-storey mat
You're sending all by itself.
But who is to blame,
With the crowd in the soul winter?
On the dark red brick
You wrote the name of & quot; X & quot ;,
Spreading the wings on the shoulders,
She pulled after a flock of birds.

Spring he washed the face,
You went to look for happiness beast.
Dividing it into two,
But I'll see you spit at the door ...
And nobody will believe it.