Текст песни многоточие - Чёрные Кошки

Grass became dust in the yard
And my years are floating above me
How thin threads break they
And around alone black cats.

They sneak so quietly, almost imperceptibly
Like a stoned hare from a controller without a ticket
I see their green eyes perfectly
In my opinion, my saliva runs out ...

These black cats are like controllers without a ticket.
These black cats are like controllers without a ticket.
These black cats are like controllers without a ticket.
These black cats are like controllers without a ticket.