Текст песни Иван Силва - Скользим

And if the truth would be the feeling of being behind in the angel room,
He would every time with me began a dialogue with "how are you"
Or he knew what little mind taken away from people close
As voice and poveshat wanted?
Yes, I'm mad on the subject of religion,
But nevertheless do not become great thoughts,
What kind of a led. High, where we came together,
Up to detail how the work jeweler
You do not forget, most importantly, whose handwriting entered into a duel
With sheets of notebook. Probably more wrist
It will not be wrapped. And so for a long time I sought happiness,
When the sandy beach will be created out of the rocks, we can sleep together,
The notes specifying the time-worn areas
And fill them with the help of a panel.
Touch your waist realized my rough fingers,
Rapid breathing to remember lyrics Metallica
And dance on the details of their dismantling. small little steps

Slide across the floor. On your lips look,
Waiting for an occasion to this same ban.

My head hurts so rarely,
But when thy pipe throw. It is not politically correct.
Under the ceiling kites. The tea cookie crumbs.
Doted soul in it. Are you on the shoulder of my not fall asleep.
Well its that close. Outside the window the second night splatters.
I am at the same time from the point of the heart draw on the glass,
Just not to overdo it. Although still will drain.
Source depression by the second developing.
We have to finish. But would become his own man to look like?
Behind the house, to the alley, where last seen,
Shore there every time. Jerk. How to be older?
The documents are still asking. There is no sense to them.
You are more likely to come in for a visit of natural disasters.
Whether verses from Cortazar read in passing.
Either hang himself. Whether under the chords of your favorite songs

Slide across the floor. On your lips look,
Waiting for an occasion to this same ban.