Текст песни Искусство Быть Мадридцем - Воскресенье

Anxiety and doubt
Smeat
Finish our life
The farther, the more insane
We have never
Do not reach the Earth
Keep me with you next
I remember everything, burdens through
View
And go
They gained a new power
And again we
Broke themselves

Autumn, chtoli
Get rid of us from pain
In the palm of the palm
Knives
Hide us secluded
How can you
Then expound
In silence

We are on the edge
This world pushes us
In the ladd of loneliness
Thin needles
We suffocate
Games are finished
The needles penetrated
In Nutro.