Текст песни Sad al kamio - Теплее

In general, people close in spirit are determined approximately the same way, in their presence. I do not need to laugh, to entertain them, we can remain silent all the way and it will not be embarrassing. Strange will, turn from the mercantile. I'm starting to save it in myself, there's not much to tell about moods ... Winnie, Vinnie, pigs everywhere ... Winnie the Pooh goes to the owl, she will give him advice free of charge, that is, for free, param-pam-pam-param-pam -param. All with diaries, we search as searched. Here the poet was tormented not before writing a poem, but in time. So, maybe, we'll read it to him? This is a youth without deprivation, it's a soul without movement, it's a white waiting list. Behind the back is a hump experience, of which there is no one to tell. The hump is not some backpack, the hump can not be removed or untied. The tips of my fingers felt in the dust. People stood like pillars, drove from the kitchen. I could speak more freely, but did not feed all the people of the world with bread. And the radio broadcast greetings to each other ... I will not come to you.

For the joy of the freezing, small dog, it is warmer to disperse the same frozen pigeons. For the joy of a small, freezing dog to disperse the frozen pigeons, because everyone will be warmer. The joy of a small, freezing dog to disperse the frozen pigeons, because everyone will be warmer. After all, everyone will be warmer ... After all, everyone will be warmer.

The only thing that we have, everything that we do not have is a light-black aftertaste for lunch, which goes to lunch. The only thing that does not cut everything that is viscous and quiet. Retour under rhythmic gnashing. Ma cherie, your hands and feet are tied under the plane of the bar. You're like a child in an imaginary hiding place, lying and catching currents, lying and catching currents ... But to go to dawn, remember? How the branches broke down, how the eyes on the palms saw the warmth through the rage of their eyes, muffling over the sheets muffled.

For the joy of the freezing, small dog, it is warmer to disperse the same frozen pigeons. For the joy of a small, freezing dog to disperse the frozen pigeons, because everyone will be warmer. The joy of a small, freezing dog to disperse the frozen pigeons, because everyone will be warmer. After all, everyone will be warmer ... After all, everyone will be warmer ...