Текст песни Дубовый Гаайъ - Синяя лирика

I kill myself with bottle dream drops

And I'll probably die from alcoholic melancholy

The mold of nostalgia will devour me to the ground

And in all this you are guilty alone

And I have nowhere to go, and I have no one to love

And not even anasha, to cant score

To cracked the soul of the sorrow of grass

So that with the smoke that fills me, you are gone

My heart has split into thousands of pieces

They sparkle in pools in the cracks of the roads

And you bypass them without remembering me

And in the puddles pour sand from the asphalt gray day

Something is pressing me on the brain, and the veins are asking for a knife

And someone says to me "You don't need her!"

And I tear down all the traffic jams, I hammer a pillar

And in an hour I forget that you are not with me ...

In my spinal cord, a shiver runs like a louse,

And you so gently and gently kill me

You kill me that you were, and suddenly no

It's like someone in my room turned off the lights.

I fill my own vein in a vein

I am completely destroyed and I want to rest

But turns, like a reverse, the memory of the phrase one

"Girl my, I'm so you ..."