Текст песни .вдмйх - со своим именем

I hold someone else's sleeve sweater knit rough

Sincerity is stuck throat
in hopes of rusty barbed wire
I am waiting for you under the translations translations
a smell of damp wood
sherehovatymi letters on the glass
hair that sink in deep fire burners
greeting allotted eyes

I hold someone else's sleeve sweater knit rough

sitting on the bed favorite
life from raw snow memorial book
night which included the whole spectrum of colors
prospectuses reusable
crooked fingers extended
it turns out we need them
confident tone
it turns out we need them

I hold someone else's sleeve sweater knit rough

It cuts through the bristles in the asphalt
the inconvenience of winter boots with untied laces
wind interrogative intonation
It sets the tone for the mood
remember all the names and dates
store photos of cities
and you sit in the dark
with your name
with his conscience and dashes in a notebook desired
and the whole city is sinking in dull fires fast again
definition of the relationship to the person by the word
love

I hold someone else's sleeve sweater knit rough

feeling the need for a hiding