Текст песни Е.Никонов - Мокрое место 2

Sorvany voice pounding in his temples and scratches nerves
House embroider on my skin stitches prayer
Morning hospitals or the look, or locked in Gera
Or how to change everything in the mud they hammered thread
White shouts toward torn crossing
Someone knocked over zanoet memory full of cigarette butts
Other songs oblique sparks on the dirty pavement
Torn your heart to bite through my hands
You otzovёshsya in itself as the scorched mark on the wall
Razbryzgany light hair and washed-clustered dream
Precipitation laughing mouth will remain or go away
Pain closes alien hand alien face
And I'll move quickly on the lips and wrinkles show through
You can hear me but can not you see the way back
I remember the snow and he glared rash on my back
Bathroom something sings in it, I ended