Текст песни wpotolokbeat - rthyrthhtrh

I again run away, because I do not get used to
I quietly from shop at sunset,
The lattices squeeze the file on the night.
Away from Durki, west away ...
I walked around the city and collected cigarettes,
I just dumped from a local fool
In the headphones of the guitar Frank Zapaps.
And Breul in the direction west.

There are only a mental hospital in the east,
The circle of fraternity, soldiers and police,
There, the nerves he had to spend a bunch.
There are terrible nurses and medical.

I am moving slowly to the West,
I wisely like a wolf on the smell,