Текст песни Егор Е. - Из Рук - Песок, Из Глаз - Обман

We wind draws on cardboard boxes,
Inlet in yourself, releasing treason.
We will hurry the fruits in the situations of timid.
Zeros on the screen ... caught the problem.

From hand - sand, from eyes - cheating ...
From hand - sand ...

It seems to me that burning thoughts
You will expect breathing, swaying libido.
Between the entrance and the door outlet hung.
All the ice of Antarctica will be melted soon.

From hand - sand, from eyes - cheating ...
From hand - sand ...

Suddenly sharp knocks! Someone kangles something.
Naive fool: he trembles under the bed.
Stretch in a dead end! There is a solution.
My saved ship drowned in his arms.

From hand - sand, from eyes - cheating ...
From hand - sand, from eyes - cheating ...
From hand - sand, from eyes - cheating ...
From hand - sand ...