Текст песни Клиническая смерть - 06 - Мальчик с лицом Херувима

Boy with a cherub-faced

Trumpeter played lights out -
You can become himself.
In anticipation of sweet dreams,
Waiting for the snow and cold weather,
In a small town
Panting from boredom.
Until a few years,
And we can apply the hand ...

The boy with the face of the cherub,
The boy with the face of the cherub,
The boy with the face of the cherub,
A boy with a face ...

But you - lucky,
You do not notice too much,
You do not love, do not believe,
So, do not suffer.
You are inimitable in their chosen
Thee role
But why are you reading tale
About Ole Lukkoye?
You are inimitable in their chosen
Thee role
But why are you reading tale
About Ole Lukkoye?

Throw open wide the window -
The world is like a big CSO! -
Show me at least one,
Who does not muzzle poked in crap:
Even those who had all the time & quot; for & quot;
Slap and mouth, and his eyes,
And while you hope for stores,
Hurry to establish life.

The boy with the face of the cherub,
The boy with the face of the cherub,
The boy with the face of the cherub,
A boy with a face ...