Текст песни депрессия - ниагара

Like when we were - how we live,
In this rotten world.
Before drinking vodka - now zhrem,
Oh, bad.
Here, for the happiness of nada
A man so little.
 Twice into the same water,
Niagara ..
 
Button accordions in the glass, in the wheel around with us everywhere.
In krovatochaschey wound on the cross, all the end
it is a complete fucking!
 
Sobriety us harm - harm conversation
It is obvious.
What what is - is unclear
But it is seen.
Soul on plowing,
Pesnepad, guitar,
Yesterday I had a dream that I have seen
Niagara.
 
Button accordions in the glass, in the wheel around with us everywhere.
In krovatochaschey wound on the cross, all the end
it is a complete fucking!
 
 The gap under the feet - becomes sky
The wisdom of the years, and the wine and bread.
Something is live, everything is so zadalbalo,
A speaker from bursting through
NIRVANA
 
Button accordions in the glass, in the wheel around with us everywhere.
In krovatochaschey wound on the cross, all the end
it is a complete fucking!