Текст песни Копюшон - По памяти рисую

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
From memory, I draw your face on the wallpaper
Warn if we go away and disappear immediately
I can not look at the tears , collect them in the puzzle

And break my heart , I - heartless image
French poetry strangle us with you at midnight
And under a cold shower , I got you for the belt
We escapes today, years back

I do not snotty rhymer , she knows the point
I cover its pages disappearing at night
Keep your palm and current hits
And she knows the value of words and kisses the soul silently silently

She sings , she pushes my heart morphine
And I'm sick and plus with you already considered dead
You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
From memory, I draw your face on the wallpaper

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
Scratching my life and chchch .. I haunted

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
Scratching my life and chchch .. I haunted

You pluck my soul from the hair woven into the root
Scratching my life and I do not give rest