Текст песни 2590 - Сладкие муки

Do not lower your weak hands
And goodbye Our passion ailments.
Each painted sheet of this comedy will
Signed Your small handwriting: "Sweet flour."
This life is worse than many of their destinies,
But even so callous people will envy.
And good! We are on the dick Their opinions twist:
This is not a show, and our sweet flour!

I'm amazed at a level higher than the seventh heaven.
I'm so stupid to say how strongly committed;
I promise, I promise that you're not committed,
If you get used to this madhouse where the Chamber,
But one crazy; help me, but gently,
Become another. You - the hope of all the love. And, of course, on the way
For people who change their opinions should not be.
Do not. I beg, do not lower their weak hands
And goodbye Our passion ailments.
Each painted sheet of this comedy will
Signed Your small handwriting: "Sweet flour."
This life is worse than many of their destinies,
But even so callous people will envy.
And good! We are on the dick all opinions twist:
This is not a show, and our sweet flour!