Текст песни Рома Б. - 100кг vol.2

I thought I was lying on the desk
And here it's not so bad
On the desk it is very pleasant to sleep
Not feeling the feet of their cotton

A head weighs a hundred pounds on his hand
And the hand is not very nice
The forearm is not very pleasant
The head is very nice

You always sit for the last
You give, when you ask, the last
From the window it's blowing with ice and you will not be the same
Take bed linen from home

So wrap yourself in your head
Dunk in sleeves terry
Why go back home
In the jacket on the back one is all over the world

You fall asleep under the sweet sound of a flute
Close the eyes of the tired
Reflectively looking for support yourself
For the bony forehead and curved neck

Slowing breathing
The temperature is getting lower
I follow absurd thoughts
Without bukovok literature

Do not you dare disturb the sleeper
Do not touch a heavy eyelid
Exhale eyes - aware
What on the desk is not the whole, but the sex of the person

You lay down side by side
Watch in the darkness of eyeballs
Figures and colorful kaleidoscope
Meet each other on Mars